Romantic Young Master [Complete] - 7

Chapter 15 ◆ Like a Dream

After a round of fun, Third Aunt and Aunt Huizhen joined in.

We played from the chaise lounge to the carpet, then from the carpet to the wall, and finally moved around the room doing it, playing games like "Traveling the World," "Old Man Pushing a Cart," "Flowers Blooming on a Tree," and "Spinning Everyone's Joy"... It was truly bizarre and wonderful, full of fun and harmony...

After the women had their fun, their gambling addiction kicked in again. Regardless of whether my still-energetic treasure had had its fill, they went back to playing mahjong naked around the table. Of course, I wouldn't stand for it, interfering and creating trouble until they had no choice but to compromise and reach an agreement.

They continued playing mahjong, but instead of sitting in chairs, they stood, or rather, lay prone, their beautiful buttocks raised high, allowing me to fuck their beautiful holes from behind, switching positions at will, drilling and controlling at will, until I had pleasured all eight of their holes.

Just as I was about to do it a second time with Aunt Xinmei, the door suddenly opened, and my six older sisters—Yuzhi, Yindi, Aidi, Jindi, Laidi, and Pandi—rushed in laughing and joking, snatching me away from their mother and starting to play and have fun together. My

aunts and other aunts, naturally, were not happy about this and started arguing with their daughters and younger relatives over me.

Although I was secretly pleased and happy, I suffered greatly in this chaotic "battlefield." So I organized them, arranged and grouped them into pairs, basically with mothers and daughters in the same pair, and the older ones would have sex together...

Playing with the cunts and breasts of two or three mothers and daughters at the same time was particularly stimulating and enjoyable...

Just as things were getting lively, the women suddenly changed their appearance for some reason, turning into beauties I didn't recognize. However, each one of them was no less beautiful than Yu Zhi and the others. They were all beauties with classical charm and temperament, and they were also completely naked, only three fewer in number.

What happened?

As I was wondering, the seven beauties excitedly and smilingly surrounded me and squeezed me in the middle. One grabbed a handful and played with it, another touched it, so I retaliated and immediately started laughing and playing around.

The result of the play was that I was riding on top of them, and my penis was like strolling in my own garden, easily playing with each of their beautiful and charming holes.

They seemed like a well-organized and highly trained team, capable of engaging me in incredibly difficult sexual games. Although I had a vague sense of having seen similar things before, it was still an eye-opener. For example, they effortlessly stacked themselves like a human pyramid, allowing me to play from top to bottom; I could stand on the breasts of two beauties, while my body was covered in beauties, and so on.

The variations were endless, exquisite, bizarre, and yet graceful.

As I played joyfully, the beauties suddenly disappeared, replaced by something spinning and flying towards me. Though I couldn't see it clearly, I knew in my heart it was a white tiger skin inscribed with "Male Supremacy and Yang Gong" (a type of sexual technique).

As it approached, it grew larger and larger, until I was only the size of the dot of the character "尊" (supreme) in the phrase "Male Supremacy and Yang Gong." I rolled and jumped on the skin, passing by the human figures depicted, as if intentionally or unintentionally letting me review and familiarize myself with them once more.

After passing both sides, I was sucked in by a powerful suction force through the hole in the dot below the character "尊" (zun, meaning "respect" or "honor"), and found myself in a vast, maze-like world.

I searched and searched, trying to find an exit, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find it. I was terrified.

After a while, I finally realized I was dreaming. I tried desperately to open my eyes, to wake up, but I just couldn't open them or wake up; my limbs wouldn't obey me.

I became even more anxious, sweating profusely, covered in cold sweat.

In my helplessness, I suddenly remembered the culprit that had set me on an extraordinary path—"Male Supremacy Yang Gong" (a type of internal energy cultivation technique). I silently began to practice it, gradually calming down, and I could start to think things through calmly.

Yes! What's the rush? Since I know I'm dreaming, the dream will end eventually. What's there to worry about? Having arrived at this wondrous place—my own mental realm—perhaps the "male supremacy and yang energy" holds some profound meaning, as if it's meant to guide me. I must seize this opportunity; such a lucid dream is a rare and precious occurrence. I began to believe that all of this was destiny, and that everything could be resolved with wisdom.

As this thought arose, the maze transformed, becoming a series of orderly rooms with doors. I approached the first room and saw a large, simplified Chinese character for "sword" written on the door. I understood; this was the result of my daytime thoughts manifesting in my dream. During the day, I had been relentlessly studying the mysteries hidden within the secret manual, and my excessive concentration had left a deep impression on my brain.

Now, a certain area within that mysterious brain was still researching and working. I decided to go in and see what was there, what new discoveries I might make, and whether it would be of significant benefit to me.

I gently pushed the door, and it opened readily.

The room wasn't large, but the walls were covered with writing and drawings of human figures. Besides the original characters for the sword technique from the secret manual, there were numerous annotations alongside them.

I read through them one by one, and the gist was:

With focused mind and spirit, one naturally transcends limitations, letting one's imagination run wild, unrestrained by convention—this is swordsmanship; cunning and ruthless, light as the wind, heavy as a mountain, controlled with effortless precision—this is sword power; channeling energy into the weapon, relying on the heart's hearing and sight, intention leading to power, stillness radiating wind—this is the sword soul; reaching the subtle and divine, achieving oneness with nature, from within to without, breaking apart—this is the sword god. Once one understands and masters the relationships between "body," "strength," "force," "energy

," "intention," "mind," "spirit," and "subtlety," everything falls into place easily… Then came detailed explanations of "body," "strength," "force," "energy," "intention," "mind," and "spirit," but strangely, there was no explanation of "subtlety"!

Although the mysteries and principles of "body," "strength," "force," "energy," "intention," "mind," and "spirit" are profound and complex, thankfully I can understand them all; I just need to practice, rehearse, and master them.

So I tried to imagine a sword appearing in my hand—this long…this wide…this…

wow! Suddenly, a beautiful sword of my imagination appeared in my hand, filling me with excitement.

Then, I wished it were even more beautiful, with more exquisite and bizarre designs, and I succeeded in achieving that as well.

Finally, I imagined it to be a glowing sword, like the lightsabers from Star Wars. My first thoughts were of white and red, and then, driven by a playful spirit, I tried changing the sword's light to various colors, which made me incredibly proud, almost forgetting my purpose.

Only when it turned black did I inexplicably feel a sense of fear, like the terror of being swallowed by a black hole, and it was this that reminded me of my task.

After swinging it for a while, I felt the length was unsuitable, so I made some adjustments until I was satisfied.

What was delightful was that there was no sense of weight or gravity in the dream, so I flew freely, spinning, slashing left and right, thrusting and parrying, incorporating all the sword techniques, knife skills, spear techniques, staff techniques… even fist and foot techniques from the martial arts films I had seen, and everything else I could think of, into my "swordplay," letting my imagination run wild!

When swift, it's like a moth fluttering, unpredictable yet exhilarating and free.

When gentle, it's like snowflakes falling, graceful and ethereal, gradually reaching a higher level.

Exhilarating and tireless, the excitement only intensifies over time.

Suddenly, I stopped. I thought of the two protagonists of an unfinished novel, *The Legend of the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty*. Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong, relying on their limited knowledge of martial arts techniques, honed their skills through actual combat, accumulating experience, understanding, and improving their fighting prowess. They didn't follow my self-taught, closed-door approach, which held little practical significance for me. Therefore, I decided it was time to go into reality and truly experience and understand the power of psychology, momentum, reaction, eyesight, technique, fighting spirit, strength, and experience.

So I stood quietly and looked at it again carefully, memorizing everything I was afraid of forgetting.

I also understood why there was no "Knife Room" or "Knife Techniques"—because in Gao Xingyu's view, knives and swords were the same, largely similar, so there was no need to write down "knife techniques."

Leaving the "Sword Room," I went to the "Boxing Room," because boxing is the most convenient and simplest to use in the modern world. Combined with leg techniques, palm techniques, finger strength, and readily available "hidden weapons," it's the best personal self-defense and killing skill. The

"Boxing Room" was similar to the "Sword Room," also filled with a lot of secret techniques.

It didn't have diagrams or explanations of individual boxing moves, but rather told me some key methods of applying force, training techniques, things to pay attention to, the use of internal energy, the essence of various schools of thought… and the freedom of use at the intermediate and advanced levels, and the same emphasis on the word "micro."

So, I combined my knowledge of Taekwondo, Karate, and Wing Chun with various other martial arts styles I had seen, taking the strengths of each and integrating them into one. For example, I incorporated the ruthlessness and ferocity of Muay Thai, the directness and precision of Western boxing, the power and might of Shaolin Kung Fu, the softness and deflection of Wudang Tai Chi, the speed and agility of Pi Gua Quan, the natural grace of Zi Ran Quan, the unpredictability of Drunken Fist, the flexibility of Chen-style wrestling, and various other techniques like grappling, Tiger Crane Double Form Fist, Mantis Fist, and so on.

The more I practiced, the more enthusiastic I became, and the higher my interest in martial arts grew. I don't know how much time passed, but I know I benefited immensely. My previous superficial understanding and learning during the day was nothing compared to my current level. I can conservatively estimate that I can reach a new level within a few days. However, this only applies to my thinking, knowledge, reaction time, and experience; my actual strength has not improved at all.

My biggest takeaway was learning how to channel energy into my fist and wield it with ease. Unfortunately, I couldn't test its power in this virtual space; I'll have to practice it properly when I wake up. I hope I won't forget it.

Feeling I had a good grasp of it, I looked for the next room. At the same time, I couldn't help but admire Gao Xingyu. He had summarized and simplified what he was teaching, making it very easy to understand and master. What I lack now is actual physical practice, because there's a period of practice and refinement between the brain, hands, feet, and body, and this requires hard work and time.

At first glance, the "Palm Technique" seemed similar to the "Boxing Room," but I later realized there were slight differences. "Boxing" is a powerful and destructive art, while Gao Xingyu's "Palm Technique" seemed more restrained, emphasizing not destructive power, but a sense of leeway, a mindset, a survival and salvation philosophy. In a sense, it's a level above boxing. While it does possess some powerful attacks, it focuses more on defense, capture, avoidance, and rescue…

It seems to emphasize "the benevolent are invincible!" Of course, there's also the infuriating "micro" technique.

"Leg Hall" confused me.

I stood there for a long time, managing to grasp as many as seven different meanings, from graceful, playful, showy, and game-like to freedom, limits, and flexibility… In the end, I quickly retreated to avoid getting bogged down in it or getting stuck on a tangent. That's just how I am; if I can't understand something immediately, I'll take it slowly.

I increasingly felt that Gao Xingyu was no ordinary person, but I really disliked that technique he also used here without much explanation.

"Finger Hall" was easier to understand. It emphasizes accuracy, grasping the key points, and striking the target in one blow, or it seems to train judgment and comprehensive thinking, not just the superficial strike to a vital point or using minimal force to achieve maximum effect. The intermediate and advanced stages of acupoint control and sealing are even more about pursuing perfection, with rich and varied meanings, and also concealing the essence of profound military strategy.

I circled the word "micro" in the "micro" mantra to emphasize its importance.

By this time, I was gradually feeling tired and drowsy, my mind seemed a bit overwhelmed, and I was feeling dizzy. I knew this was because I was too eager to learn and couldn't digest so much information at once, causing my brain to be unable to handle it. As

it got worse, I felt a splitting headache.

I quickly stopped studying and memorizing, and I dared not enter the rooms for "gun," "staff," "whip," "shield," "hidden weapon," "flame," "ice," "whirling energy explosion," "soul-stealing," and "decomposition and annihilation." But I knew that these rooms must contain that annoying and confusing "micro" mantra. I had only glanced

at the "Detailed Explanation of Meridian Circulation," and my understanding was still at the level of the daytime, but I already knew how to circulate those seventeen meridian lines.

The "Detailed Explanation of the Male Body," "Detailed Explanation of the Female Body," and "Acupressure Techniques" were the most complex. The sheer volume of information about male and female organs, tissues, systems, nerves, acupoints, and meridians was like the Encyclopedia Britannica, making it even more overwhelming. Perhaps because there was so much content, places that couldn't be clearly annotated were simply indicated with dots, clearly leaving me to look it up myself! I only glanced at it before backing away.

Among the twenty-five illustrations, the largest were "Detailed Explanation of the Male Body," "Detailed Explanation of the Female Body," "Acupressure Techniques," and "Detailed Explanation of the Brain Region." Although I didn't see the annoying "micro" instructions, judging by the situation, without a magnifying glass or even a microscope, it would be impossible to understand…

Wait… I think I understand… but I can't quite grasp it yet… Oh… my head hurts! I'd better not think about it anymore.

"Lightness Skill" taught me a series of training methods, which sounded quite simple, but consistent practice was the biggest test and difficulty. And what was refreshing was the absence of the "micro" instructions here; it seems this place doesn't emphasize that.

I understood what "controlling objects," "thought," and "transformation" meant, and I knew that going in at my current level would be a waste of time, so I didn't even consider it and just moved on.

But when I learned about the mysterious "detailed explanation of brain regions" again, I was invigorated. I learned that the brain is divided into the left and right hemispheres, and has language areas, memory storage areas, logic areas, emotion areas, learning areas, motor skills areas, sensory areas (touch, temperature, pressure, pain), areas for receiving and analyzing visual images, areas for recognizing sound pitch and volume, (cerebellum) neural relay hubs and balance, posture control areas, and a whole host of other explanations.

I skimmed through them all, only paying attention to the last few sentences of the original annotation for "Detailed Explanation of the Brain":

"The mysteries of the brain are among the most mysterious in nature. My own understanding of it is less than 40%, so there's a vast amount of room for you to learn, research, and expand upon. I suspect that if you could fully understand and control the mysteries of the brain, becoming a true god wouldn't be a dream." "

The last two methods of operation in 'Detailed Explanation of Meridian Circulation' are the results of my preliminary research on the brain. They can help you recover from fatigue, maintain energy, and develop special abilities. However, I suggest you don't practice them in the initial stages; otherwise, you'll bear the consequences yourself, and it's none of my business."

"Now I'm researching and experimenting with a new method, 'Entering the Subtle and Meticulous'! It's extremely dangerous!"

Damn! Pretending to be mysterious. I'm sure I'll successfully reach some "Entering the Subtle and Meticulous" realm; let's see who's better!

However, to solve my "headache" problem, I still tried to operate according to the last two methods of operation in "Detailed Explanation of Meridian Circulation."

But for some reason! The "Male Superiority Yang Gong," which I easily started operating, showed no reaction for a long time, and my chaotic thoughts couldn't calm down.

Perhaps my head was filled with too much information! Still no progress.

I persevered, trying relentlessly to calm my mind

…

…

Suddenly, I gave up. Let it be! Whatever happens, happens.

Strangely enough, just as this thought crossed my mind, I felt a wave of relief wash over me, and my headache seemed to lessen immediately.

I understood then that my previous attempt to rush things had backfired, as Gao Xingyu had said: "Do what you can, and things will naturally be best; proceed step by step…" I truly couldn't be so greedy for quick results.

Having understood the root cause, I naturally strolled around casually and nonchalantly.

Before long, the headache and dizziness disappeared.

When I arrived at the "Aphrodisiac and Desire-Enhancing" room, I was immediately intrigued. It was divided into several parts and stages: "teasing" through physical contact, "targeted stimulation" of specific areas and acupoints, "stirring" of internal nerve pathways, psychological manipulation, emotional soothing, cultivating interests, expressing affection, sublimating emotions, arousing and catalyzing desire, leading to conscious suggestion and hypnosis at a certain stage, and finally, the highest level of control over the mind and thoughts. All of this was closely related to mastering the "Detailed Explanation of the Male Body," "Detailed Explanation of the Female Body," and "Detailed Explanation of the Brain," especially for me, mastering the "Detailed Explanation of the Female Body" and "Detailed Explanation of the Brain."

I didn't force myself to memorize it or practice it immediately; I simply relaxed and enjoyed trying to see if I could activate the "Male Superiority Yang Gong. "

The "micro" technique was circled twice here.

And it worked! Cultivating in a dream is truly a wondrous thing.

I practiced the five meridian circulation methods I was familiar with, circulating each for twelve cycles.

Then I tried the other nine methods from the "Detailed Explanation of Meridian Circulation."

I didn't try those I wasn't familiar with, lacked confidence in, or didn't have enough faith in; I abandoned those that were difficult or complex. So, I only successfully tried three of the nine methods, and I'm still considering the last two methods that involve circulating the meridians in my mind.

Suddenly, a cry of "Ouch—"

I

opened my eyes and saw it was Yu Zhi's stepmother, clutching her hair and groaning in pain. Without asking, I knew it was because she hadn't noticed a small strand of her hair was under me, so she pulled it when she got up.

I chuckled and pinched her warmly, saying, "Why did you get up earlier than me today? Ah…" Before she could answer, I realized from the sunlight streaming in through the window that I had overslept and hadn't gotten up to exercise on time; it was already 8:11.

"I'm sorry! Rui Long, I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you!" Yu Zhi said apologetically, snuggling closer to me.

At this moment, Yu Jiao's stepmother also woke up, sat up, and revealed her alluring and sexy naked body, giving me a feast for the eyes.

I didn't blame them, nor could I bear to, because the problem lay with myself. Last night I drank so much tonic wine, and it seemed I did a lot of very promiscuous things... What happened last night? But I couldn't remember anything, so I could only grope myself a few times before jumping up and rushing to the training room to try and salvage the situation.

"Wait, Ruilong! When Mrs. Huizhen brought you back last night, she told us to tell you to go see her when you wake up this morning, she has something to say to you..." Yu Zhi said, her face slightly flushed.

"Ah! She knows about your relationship with me?" I wondered why it was Aunt Huizhen who brought me back last night.

"Um..." Yu Zhi and Yu Jiao were both embarrassed.

Oh! I remembered, after having sex with Sister Yu Zhi and the others last night, I drank some tonic wine and slept with Aunt Huizhen, Xin Mei, Pei Ling, and Aunt Eleven, and then I didn't remember anything else. So when they took me back to my room, they must have seen the two stepmothers, but they were also feeling guilty, leading to the unspoken understanding between us.

I smiled smugly, truly proud of my romantic exploits last night. How many people can enjoy such pleasure? Hehe! It's a pity that the ten-person group of pleasure in my dream wasn't real, especially with the mother and daughter or the three of them. Could that scene only be relived in a dream?

Ah! That's right! I need to quickly review and memorize the training tips from the dream, otherwise all my training will be for nothing.

"Stepmothers! I'm going to practice now. Come find me in the training room in an hour..." I ran out like a shot.

Based on my insights from the dream, I began to fight like a madman, exchanging blows with my imaginary enemy. I used every technique imaginable, from swordsmanship to fist techniques, palm techniques, finger techniques to leg techniques, and even used the three new meridian circulation methods I had tried in the dream to activate the "Male Supremacy Yang Gong." To be precise, I had learned eight of the seventeen "Male Supremacy Yang Gong" circulation methods: "Shaoyang Heart Meridian," "Shaoyin Kidney Meridian," "Taiyin Lung Meridian," "Yangming Intestine Meridian," "Yangming Stomach Meridian," "Taiyin Spleen Meridian," "Shaoyang Gallbladder Meridian," and "Ren and Du Meridians Yin and Yang Meridians." However, I still did not know, or rather, had not dared to try, the other seven methods: "Taiyang Small Intestine Meridian," "Taiyang Bladder Meridian," "Hand Shaoyang, Taiyang, Shaoyin, Taiyin, Yangming Meridians," "Foot Yangming, Taiyin, Taiyang, Shaoyin, Shaoyang, Jueyin Meridians," "Yin-Yang Return to Origin Fusion Method," and the "Brain Lobe Yin-Yang Circulation Method" and "Brainstem Internal and External Convection Method" that circulated in the brain.

But I know it's enough for the current stage. If I cultivate properly, apply it effectively, and practice diligently and consistently, I believe I can soon enter the intermediate stage.

However, the real world is constrained by reality. Limitations include physical flexibility, the effects of gravity, the limits of physical strength, and the lack of coordination between the brain and limbs. These factors prevent me from performing as freely as in my dream, and the speed is much slower.

An hour of practice was incredibly discouraging and frustrating.

When my mind was unsettled, progress was even slower, so I simply stopped practicing. This was a lesson learned from my dream—I couldn't rush things. The only thing that pleased me was that I remembered most of what I practiced in my dream, so it wasn't entirely without benefit.

But I know I'm much stronger now than I was yesterday. Both my experience and skills have taken a significant leap forward, and this progress is real and tangible; it won't disappear or be just a mirage.

After finishing, I smiled and said to the several beautiful women who had been standing by the screen for a while, "Aunties! Is there anything I can help you with?"

Aunt Huizhen, who had just snapped out of her daze, didn't answer me but instead exclaimed in disbelief, "Xiaolong! Is this the martial art you practice? It doesn't look like Wing Chun, Taekwondo, or Karate! It's so fast and powerful... What are you practicing?"

"Yes! Although I don't know much about martial arts, I've never seen anything like this before!" Aunt Peiling also exclaimed in surprise. "Yes

! You didn't have this kind of martial art yesterday, and today it's completely different. You could say you've made leaps and bounds..." Aunt Shengzi also sighed sincerely.

I smiled smugly and said, "This is my newly created 'Xiaolong Yang Gong'! What do you think?" At the same time, I considered whether to reveal my little dragon treasure and let them see it again.

"What?! Nonsense! Xiaolong, you..." Aunt Huizhen's face began to turn slightly red, probably because she remembered what happened last night.

I laughed and said, "You've all been with me! What's there to be shy about?" I wanted to tear down their reserve so I could indulge in unrestrained pleasure with them.

"Ah!" The women looked at each other, and as expected, they were all ashamed. Besides the two stepmothers I'd slept with first, Yu Jiao and Yu Zhi, who were now hiding at the back, six other aunts—Hui Zhen, Xin Mei, Pei Ling, Sheng Zi, Xian Ji, and Zi Mei—were also present. Before this, they had only harbored suspicions towards each other, but now, having been exposed, they were caught in a dilemma.

The fact that these ladies of their age could still display such girlish shyness still amazed me, a rich young master accustomed to beautiful women. They were so captivating.

My baby wasn't listless from the intense exercise; on the contrary, he was full of energy, his erection towering high, creating an unprecedented tent in his training clothes. Without even looking, I could tell he was stronger. Hehe! I've truly nurtured him well!

The women's faces became even more radiant, their shy gazes lingering on my tent, burning with a desire to melt me. This was the discerning eye of sophisticated ladies who had tasted the finer things in life; they knew their stuff!

I feigned pulling down my pants, causing them to gasp immediately. Wow! It was like dogs lured by a bone—no! I shouldn't describe the family like that, but I couldn't find a more apt metaphor, hehe!

They finally realized the mischievous glint in my smile, and were both embarrassed and annoyed, yet helpless. Aunt Huizhen stomped her foot first, coquettishly saying, "Alright! Have you had enough of your teasing? It's already nine o'clock, time for dinner, right? Grandma's still waiting downstairs. We have something to talk to you about later."

"Fine! But I'm all sweaty, who's going to bathe with me? Hey! Don't run away! I'll punish anyone who tries to escape!" My words startled Aunt Zimei, who was about to run away, and she immediately stopped.

In the end, I prevailed, and they were all tricked into my prized large bathtub by my coaxing, threats, and enticement.

But this was the first time I regretted not choosing a bigger bathtub, resulting in such a cramped situation. With nine people crammed into this not-so-small bathtub, it became difficult for us to even turn around, especially since eight of them were all voluptuous, each more beautiful than the last. While I was thrilled by their beauty, I also felt the cramped feeling and the need for a bigger bathtub. But I doubted there was a bigger one in all of Taiwan! I'll order one, big enough for twenty or thirty, or even forty or fifty people, haha! I'm afraid the manufacturer will find it strange, thinking I'm just trying to break a Guinness World Record.

But the excitement and enjoyment are only amplified. All the beauties are experienced women, so my pleasure is boundless. Eight pairs of jade hands reached up, their huge breasts ravaging me until I forgot who I was. My "baby" suffered even more, since it was the culprit.

Soon, it was swallowed up in the dark, damp, sunless yet warm cramped space, moving alone in complete darkness, yet without fear or suffocation.

They were constantly going in and out, whether digging for "mineral water" or pouring it in, everyone was full of energy, determined to explore every "mine" to the bottom.

And I, the "miner," loved exploring different "mines," the "hardship" keeping me entertained.

Gradually, the "mine dwellers" seemed dissatisfied, unhappy that there was only one drilling rig, which had conscripted my two laborers who were measuring on the "mountain peak" to make up the numbers, just like how my grandfather conscripted poor people as laborers back then. I "compromised," just like the mainland's emphasis on "finding joy in hardship, making the best of a bad situation, struggling hard, overcoming all difficulties, not fearing sacrifice, persevering to the end, and striving for final victory!"

Yes, the mainland's approach was very effective.

In the end, the mainland indeed won the victory and gained control of the country. And I, applying what I had learned, also used "crossing the Yellow River, advancing into the Dabie Mountains, advancing when the enemy advances, retreating when the enemy retreats, the main force breaking through, the two wings intersecting and coordinating, working together, advancing side by side, dividing and treacherous, gathering and treacherous, conquering the Central Plains, the three major decisive battles, capturing the kingpin, breaking through natural barriers, defeating them one by one, wiping them all out..." After many strategies and tactics, I finally won a glorious victory.

Then came the cleanup of the battlefield, reconstruction, and following the path of "one center, two basic points."

"Knock knock knock... Xiaolong! What are you doing? Aren't you coming out for dinner?" Aunt Yulian knocked on the door.

Startled, the women, still basking in the afterglow of their pleasure, jumped up and frantically tried to put on their clothes.

I didn't care at all, nor was I nervous. If it weren't for the possibility of my uncles appearing, I wouldn't have even locked the door. If my eldest uncle's first wife, Aunt Yulian, were to come in now and see this chaotic scene , would she be surprised? Or envious? She would definitely be dumbfounded!

Although Aunt Yulian was 41 years old and a bit plump, she certainly wasn't bad-looking, having given birth to a daughter like Sister Jinmei. I'd even explored her private parts myself.

I guessed that my aunt and the other women knew about my affair. Now, no matter how much they tried to hide it, it was useless; their wet hair and skirts had already given them away. The only solution was to drag my eldest aunt into it too, to help cover up the affair.

Having made up my mind, I jumped out of the bathtub without any clothes on and went straight to the door.

My aunts were terrified, their faces turning pale. They rushed to stop me, but I convinced them with a few sign words—after all, I had a point!

So they all hid in the bathroom to listen to my performance outside.

"Ah! Xiaolong! You're going to hurt her like this..." My eldest aunt was stunned by my foolproof method.

I'm sure she didn't take my smile for an innocent one. I dragged Aunt Yulian inside with little effort.

As I closed the door, I hugged this voluptuous body that I was also very familiar with tightly.

"Xiaolong, let go, why are you hugging me so tightly? Ah! You... what are you going to do?" I was undressing her.

"I want to rape you!" I said with a grin, no longer treating her as my aunt. In my eyes, she was already a beautiful woman, no different from the other women inside, even if she was a bit older. But it wasn't too late; she still had her charm and beauty. If I were 18 now, she (almost fifty) wouldn't be fun anymore. Luckily! Now I'm more than capable of handling such situations.

"Xiao Long! Stop joking! Stop it!" Her weak resistance was easily subdued, even by my own standards before my birthday, let alone with my recent significant improvement. Otherwise, how could I be the school bully and boss?

I gently grabbed her wrist and twisted it, then lightly touched her knees, causing Aunt Yulian to kneel on the carpet. It was her own fault for volunteering; she couldn't be blamed. I quickly grabbed her hair and pulled her forward, immediately forcing Aunt Yulian to lie on the ground like a bitch. Her daughter, Sister Jinmei, was getting married, so she had to take her place.

I stood tall and proud in front of her, and just as she was about to speak angrily, my "big treasure" was displayed before her, displaying its power and intimidating her into silence. She knew I was eagerly anticipating her opening her mouth, knowing the consequences would be obvious.

Of course, her silence didn't prevent her from being toyed with and ultimately facing her fate. After several rounds of intense battles and soaking in warm water (though I don't like warm water, but I was afraid the women couldn't handle it), my treasure grew even larger and more magnificent. It rubbed against Aunt Yulian's face and pressed against her lips, making her blush and her breathing become rapid.

I originally intended to use my old method of pinching her nose to force her lips, which were already powerless to resist, to open them. However, I suddenly had a different idea and laughed, "Aunt, open your mouth quickly, and give me oral sex like your daughter, my cousin Jinmei!" "

What... ugh..." In the instant Aunt Yulian was greatly surprised, my scheme succeeded.

My insertion line was fully inserted within seconds. Now she couldn't say anything even if she wanted to. My treasure would keep her adapted for a while.

This humiliation wasn't the end of it. The women eavesdropping inside finally couldn't resist their curiosity, or perhaps they were pushed by the people behind them. Aunt Xinmei ran out, followed by the other women. My aunt blushed even more deeply, feeling utterly ashamed. This was probably the most embarrassing and shameful thing in her life. She quickly closed her eyes to avoid being "contaminated."

At my gesture, the women obediently stripped naked again, standing by to lessen my aunt's embarrassment. I also instructed Aunt Huizhen and Aunt Peiling to help Aunt Yulian undress, while I, meanwhile, thrust my penis forward, creating further pleasure and stimulation.

Sure enough, when my aunt opened her eyes, she saw naked beauties, just like herself, all seemingly already riding on the crotch of this young man. What was there to be embarrassed about? Before long, she gradually relaxed.

As I pulled my penis out of my aunt's mouth, intending to insert it into her high, plump buttocks, Aunt Huizhen's words, "This guy is too bad, he even went after his cousin Jinmei who's about to get married... He's too lewd..." made my aunt's skin, like a lamb, flush as if painted with rouge, incredibly beautiful and sexy, especially her plump buttocks. This scene filled me with heroic ambition, and I forcefully thrust into my aunt's still beautiful and delicate inner thighs, while my talkative Aunt Huizhen massaged my buttocks.

I could clearly sense that my aunt was very satisfied with my service, but I couldn't hear a single satisfied or happy moan from her, all because there were so many onlookers watching this free show.

Unwilling to admit defeat, I naturally wanted to completely conquer her, but eliciting even a single lewd moan from her was proving incredibly difficult. Disheartened, I had no choice but to give up. After all, quite some time had passed, and when I pulled out my still-functioning but time-deprived member, the digital clock on the wall showed 10:10. I had things to do at noon and in the afternoon, and if I didn't go down soon, someone else would likely come up again, and then it would never end (and I wouldn't be able to finish this chapter).

I have to admire my usual rapid training; otherwise, how could I have managed to wash, wipe, dress, put on shoes, and perform a series of complex sign language gestures for them all in just a few minutes, only to appear before my grandmothers and aunts who were chatting idly? However, as I rushed out of the bedroom door, I finally heard my aunt's joyful moan, which filled me with excitement and a sense of accomplishment—it was all worthwhile, and I also felt a considerable sense of achievement. It turned out she wasn't frigid after all.

"My dear grandson, what have you been doing up there for so long?" my great-grandmother asked.

"I'm doing an experiment, and thankfully my aunts are helping me out. They've been a huge help... Oh! I'm so hungry, I'm going to eat. You can ask them any questions you have!" I opened the silver lid and was about to dig in.

"My dear grandson, the food might be cold. I'll have the kitchen reheat it!" Second Grandmother said with concern.

"No problem! The temperature is just right! Mmm..." I took a bite and exclaimed, "So delicious!"

Everyone let me be, and seeing me eat so heartily and happily, they were also delighted, gathering around me and saying the same things they often said.

From their conversation, I learned that most of my cousins had already gone out to play, including Sister Yuzhi and the others. My uncles and my twelfth and eleventh aunts were having a meeting, which I understood was about the threat from the Japanese Black Dragon Society.

"Alright! I'm finished eating, I'm going out." I wiped my mouth and got up to leave.

"Wait! Your twelfth aunt said you have to go out with someone, otherwise she won't let you go out alone," Third Grandmother said.

"This..." I was about to whine and plead, but seeing the resolute expressions on my grandmothers' faces, there was no room for negotiation. But who could I ask to go out with me now? And it would be so inconvenient to have someone with me.

"Mom! Let us go out with Xiaolong..." Aunt Huizhen, Aunt Zhu, and two stepmothers, dressed smartly, came downstairs. They had changed into new clothes and were dressed very beautifully, each wearing their favorite and prettiest jewelry.

My eldest aunt, Yulian, followed at the back. Her attire wasn't as extravagant, but she was still quite charming, especially looking much younger, with her large eyes brimming with tenderness.

"What's wrong with you all?" the three grandmothers asked in surprise, even the other aunts nearby seemed puzzled.

I remained silent, secretly pleased.

"Oh! Mom, we're going out to buy things, get our hair done, and burn incense, and also to keep Xiaolong company..." Aunt Xinmei said.

The second grandmother asked, "Yulian, are you going out too?"

"Me? Um...yes! Oh! No..." Aunt Yulian stammered.

"Sister Yulian, you promised to play cards with us! What happened? Why did you stay up there for so long? We've been waiting for so long..." Aunt Lanying said.

"Oh! It's all because of Xiaolong. He made us help with the experiment, and now our backs and legs are aching..." Aunt Yulian blushed, but luckily she was standing far enough away that the grandmothers and aunts didn't see her.

No one asked about the experiment in detail; they were more concerned with their card game and my trip. However, they would still ask when they had a spare moment, as it was a way for them to pass the time. So our "collusion" was necessary, but I believe it won't be long before we don't need it anymore, haha.

The three grandmothers finally agreed to let me go. Except for the two stepmothers and Aunt Yulian, who didn't come down the mountain, the other six aunts accompanied me into the city. Two more aunts unexpectedly joined in: Aunt Xueyu and Aunt Xinyue. They changed their minds at the last minute because with so many people accompanying them, and the weather being so nice today, it was perfect for shopping! And they also wanted to get facials to stay beautiful.

As is customary, they would usually travel down the mountain in several cars, but now all six of my clingy aunts wanted to ride with me. The largest and most luxurious car could only seat three or four people, but there were seven of us, not counting the other two aunts who were completely unaware of the situation. Therefore, Aunt Huizhen and Aunt Peiling suggested we switch to another specially modified luxury bus (usually used by my uncles, but sometimes for large groups of VIPs), driven by Sister Yao.

I was very unhappy with this arrangement, because managing both aunts and the driver, Sister Peiling, wasn't easy. If we used the bus I used to go to school, there would be one less "threat" from the driver, since the driver's cab is a separate, enclosed space (due to concerns that bandits might enter through the driver's side door. This is to fix a loophole in "Chapter 5: Happy Campus (Part 1)," because that chapter briefly described having sex with classmates Xuexi and Dongting on the bus; in that situation, it's impossible not to describe the driver, so…). But now my cousins were using it to visit the botanical garden.

Although there was a similar large bed in the car (I now suspect my dad and uncles have done a lot of intimate things on it), it was unusable at this moment.

However, I could still linger with my aunts, since that's how we usually are. So right now, I was mainly playing around with Aunt Xueyu and Aunt Xinyue on the bed, taking advantage of the situation, and figuring out how to get them involved step by step, all while keeping the driver, Sister Yao, in mind.

"Beep..." My phone rang, finally stopping my lewd hands from groping Aunt Xueyu and Aunt Xinyue.

"Ruifeng! How are you? Well—me? I'm fine too, eating tofu right now! Hmm! Hehe..." Aunt Xueyu and Aunt Xinyue tickled me, making me laugh. After a while, I continued chatting with my sister Ruifeng: "It's nothing, it's just tofu tickling me... What? Haha! Don't understand? You'll understand later, hmm! Hehe! Stop joking! Let's get serious? What are you talking about? Me? I'm going to the bookstore to buy a birthday present, hmm! What kind of book? Of course, a study book! Hmm... birthday... it's Aimei's birthday today, she's nine! Okay, I'll wish her a happy birthday for you! Sister, are you free now? Yes! Can you come to the National Palace Museum? What's up? Of course, it's something good!" "Trust me... Okay! I'll tell you then, my sister Yuzhi and her Bluebird group will be filming an MTV scene there at noon today, yes! Yes... You can tell your best friends to go watch, um! I'm not lying to you! Do you think I dare? Um! That's it, I'll be there at noon too, yes..." I endured the extremely pleasant, tingling sensation on my body and ears, and continued, "Oh right, I forgot to tell my classmates, I'll call them later, otherwise they'll be furious with me, hehe! Ah..." I finally couldn't help but yell, and at the same time, I retaliated by scratching Aunt Xueyu's thigh, and boldly reached inside to tease her, making her yell out, which startled my sister on the phone, who asked what was going on. I chuckled and explained, "It's Auntie! She's tickling me, we're just joking... um! Hehe! Okay, see you at noon! um." Only then did I end my chat with my sister and on the phone.

Aunt Xinyue, however, joined Aunt Xueyu in teasing me, unaware that our jokes were going too far, and we were falling deeper and deeper into the trap set by me and the six other aunties with ulterior motives.

"Ah! You..." Aunt Xueyu finally touched my big treasure, which she no longer recognized, and was extremely surprised. This

attracted Aunt Xinyue's curiosity, and she also came closer to see what it was.

But the treasure that was pulled out immediately stunned them both, while Aunt Xinmei and the others pretended to be surprised, as if it were also the first time they had seen it. Meanwhile, Sister Yao secretly peeked at us from the rearview mirror.

"Xiaolong! What's wrong with you..."

Ha! What's wrong with you? The result of what's wrong is that you all become mine...

Yes, like the others, they couldn't escape my conspiracy either.

I happily rode alongside the two new members who had just joined the fun, completely oblivious to Sister Yao's presence.

They, too, already knew that I had seduced Huizhen's six aunts, and thus became unrestrained and wanton, clearly having been neglected for some time. They had forgotten about the driver.

Aunt Xueyu was my second uncle's first wife, 40 years old, from Kaohsiung. She was petite and shapely, with exceptionally fair skin, likely a result of her frequent seafood consumption. She had only given birth to my cousin, Hua Yuyue (now studying at Harvard in the US). In the 21 years since, she hadn't developed the common excess fat around her waist and hips, and her skin showed no signs of aging, remaining delicate, smooth, and translucent like jade and snow—truly living up to her name, incredibly comfortable to touch. She was also incredibly tight, unlike someone who had given birth, and unlike the other aunts who were loose; it was exceptionally pleasurable, gripping my penis until it was hard and swollen, making me yearn for release.

Aunt Xinyue was my third uncle's fourth wife, 30 years old, from Kinmen. She was fair-skinned and plump; the praise used to describe Yang Guifei wouldn't be an exaggeration. However, her looks and her large breasts were slightly inferior to those of Yujiao and Yuzhi, her stepmothers. Perhaps this was why she was so jealous of them, or perhaps because the mainland had shelled Kinmen, causing her resentment towards the two mainland stepmothers, she was the one who bullied them the most.

As their protector, I naturally had a responsibility to uphold justice for them. So now I forcefully thrust into Aunt Xinyue's cunt, the powerful impact causing strange sounds of water or air being squeezed, accompanied by her rather enjoyable moans and groans, pushing the atmosphere in the car into a wild, fiery, and exquisitely sensual ambiance.

Her two large breasts swayed violently, dancing a breast dance no less impressive than her stepmother's. She seemed unaware that I was "avenging" my stepmother, and oblivious to the danger, she kept thrusting her vigorous, plump buttocks back, offering herself up for me to ravage. She was incredibly slutty.

Without a second thought, she swallowed my penis, which was soaked with her juices, and then proceeded to lick and suck it relentlessly, working tirelessly! She even licked my testicles clean.

To be honest, her oral sex skills were excellent; it felt amazing.

I played with both of them in various ways.

They handled it all with ease, playing with me in all sorts of simple, difficult, and challenging positions… which

aroused me, and I secretly used my "male supremacy technique," making my penis grow even larger and longer, "whipping" their four holes repeatedly. In the end, I didn't even spare the other two, frightening the onlookers who dared not stop me.

I practiced with them one by one, using the corresponding positions of my "male supremacy technique."

I grew stronger with each thrust, while the two women finally collapsed, begging for mercy. It was only after six aunties who had been watching pleaded for them and offered to "take over" that they were allowed to rest.

Seeing their exhausted state, I couldn't help but feel a pang of pity, thinking to myself: "I'm sorry, Aunt Xueyu, you've suffered this undeserved misfortune. But judging from your extremely satisfied expression, I believe you've enjoyed yourself immensely, though you may be having difficulty moving today."

The six experienced aunties found my current frenzied, raging performance overwhelming. My thick, long member didn't feel like sex; it felt like ramming earth, driving piles. The hard head of my member relentlessly pounded into their clitoris, as if trying to penetrate their wombs. After a few dozen thrusts, the recipient cried out that she couldn't take it anymore and asked for another person.

At the same time, I secretly absorbed their essence.

As I forcefully ejaculated my essence into Aunt Huizhen's flower cave, I peeked through the gap in the not-quite-closed curtains and realized our car had already descended Yangmingshan and was driving along Zhishan Road, past Wesleyan Girls' High School, the National Palace Museum, Zhishan Garden, Zhide Garden, and the Film Culture City, almost reaching Shuangxi Park. The road was already quite busy; if we were driving alongside another car, people in the adjacent vehicles would see us. I wasn't sure if anyone had, but I thought the chances were high.

The aunties noticed too, and despite their exhaustion, quickly closed the curtains.

I was more concerned about Yao's reaction; from her abnormal breathing, I knew she wanted it too. Hmm! I'd find an opportunity to do it with her as well.

I got out of the car lightly and headed to the bustling Zhongxiao East Road. My aunts were too exhausted to go shopping or get beauty treatments, so I told them to go home first. They refused, so I had them rest at the Lai Lai Hotel to avoid anyone noticing anything amiss. I promised to call them after I finished my business.

Yi Hua Bookstore, Taipei's largest bookstore, is located on the second floor of Xing An Market.

This was my first time visiting a bookstore; I usually shopped at Toys "R" Us, Zhongxiao Market, Ximending, various movie theaters, and Far Eastern Plaza Shopping Center.

The selection here was truly impressive, ranging from Chinese to English, Japanese, and other languages, though books from mainland China were very rare.

In the Chinese literature section, I found all the books I wanted: *The Human Body*, *Illustrations of Human Anatomy*, *The Structure of the Brain*, *The Mysteries of the Brain*, *Complete Explanation of Acupuncture*, *A Comprehensive View of Acupoints*, *An Explanation of Qigong*, *Q&A on the Mysteries of Nature*, *Does It Possibly Have Special Abilities*, *The Lost Track Fist*, *Yoga*, a set of the *Twenty-Four Histories*, *Elementary Chemistry*, *Interesting Chemistry*, *Physical Phenomena*, *Biological Sciences*, *Elements*, *Ancient Chinese Science and Technology*, a translated set of *A Comprehensive View of Modern World Science and Technology*, *Electronic Science*, and 37 other sets, filling two small carts to the brim.

Seeing my large-scale purchase, the bookstore staff immediately alerted the sales manager, who personally accompanied me and even had someone help push the carts.

In the audio-visual section, I even discovered many adult DVDs, openly displayed on the shelves, which I found irresistible.

The manager, surnamed Lin, tactfully introduced and recommended them to me, his behavior, seemingly incongruous with my age, instantly dispelling any embarrassment I felt, and I frantically loaded the carts.

This delighted the manager, who beamed and enthusiastically continued his introductions.

After filling two more small carts to the brim, the manager bowed and scraped as he handed me his business card. He told me that the bookstore's website would be fully operational in a few days, and all the books (and adult DVDs) would be available online. He said if I needed anything, I could simply make a phone call or buy directly online—very convenient. I took the card and paid with my gold card.

I only instructed him to have the items I selected, especially the adult DVDs, specially packaged (so my grandmothers wouldn't know), and delivered to the address I gave him.

As for the birthday present for my younger sister, Aimei, I found it in the boutique downstairs—a beautiful European-made music box.

As for the training equipment I wanted: two anatomical models (the male model has various acupoints for practicing acupressure and striking vital points; the female model also has acupoints marked on its surface, and its organs and appearance can be disassembled and reassembled for practicing acupressure and "aphrodisiac" techniques), a simulated skeleton (to help deepen understanding of "detailed explanation of the male body" and "detailed explanation of the female body," to enhance combat and attack power), an unsharpened Longquan sword (the training room walls are actually decorated with more than a dozen Chinese swords, Chinese knives, Japanese swords, Japanese wooden swords, Thai knives, and Western swords, but most of them are sharpened and suitable for adults, and many are antique treasures), lead weights, small throwing knives, Chinese darts, Japanese hidden weapons, dartboards, etc., all of which I bought and had delivered to my door.

It felt really good to spend money!

Just as I was about to call my aunt to go support Sister Yuzhi, I realized I almost forgot to call some good friends and classmates to come see Sister Yuzhi filming.

By the time I finally managed to contact a large group of close friends, I was extremely hungry. So I decided to have a big meal at Lai Lai Restaurant and invite my aunts along.

But I never expected that I, who am already a pro, would make such a blunder. I didn't see the sign on the side of Lai Lai Restaurant and stepped on a freshly waxed marble floor. My center of gravity immediately shifted forward and I slid. Luckily, I was quick enough not to fall, but I did bump into someone.

"Ouch—"

Chapter 17 ◆ Adding More Romance

"Sorry! Oh? It's my godmother? Hello! I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?" But secretly, I thought: She's so bouncy!

It turned out the person I bumped into was my godmother, Jenny. I hadn't bumped into her the previous two nights, but now I had. I wondered if this was fate. She was also going back to Hong Kong tomorrow. I had heard at home that she was meeting with business partners, but I never expected to run into her here. Although she had business considerations in mind, her main reason for coming to Taiwan was to celebrate my birthday. My godmother doesn't have a husband; I heard she divorced him a long time ago (I guess she was the mistress of some wealthy businessman in Hong Kong, but they've broken up). She used to be a movie actress, having acted in one or two lukewarm films. Now, at 28, my godmother is a successful businesswoman. We met through my twelfth aunt. She, who had no children, took a liking to me when she saw me at nine years old. Coupled with her mutual admiration and respect for me, she adopted me as her godson.

My godmother, Jenny, is very beautiful. She hasn't changed much from her on-screen appearances years ago. If I had to find a difference, it would be that she's more mature now. Her mature beauty is very much like my mother's, so I like her very much. But she's one of the few godmothers I've never taken advantage of. Firstly, we rarely see each other, and secondly, she's very conservative. So, apart from never taking any real advantage of her, she dotes on me in every way. She constantly sends me all sorts of things—delicious food and fun toys—and we often talk on the phone. She tells me all the interesting stories from her travels around the world, and she especially loves it when I call her "Mom." Whenever she hears me call her "Mom," she gets excited and overjoyed. When I have a chance to touch her, she always blushes like a shy little girl, bringing her beauty to its peak!

"My dear dragon! What are you doing here? Are you alone?" My godmother Jenny loves to call me "My dear dragon," she says, stroking her high, firm chest as she looks around.

Now, feeling particularly sensitive and prone to overthinking, I stared at my godmother's breasts, swallowed hard, and chuckled, "Mom! And Huizhen and Aunt Xinmei, they're probably tired from shopping, so they're resting here."

My godmother smiled and pulled me into her arms, laughing, "My good boy! You bumped into me and hurt me so much..." Suddenly, she exclaimed, "How could your aunt be tired from shopping? You must be lying to me!"

Yes! How many women get tired from shopping? But I couldn't tell my godmother it was because I was rubbing against her!

I nestled into her arms a few times, enjoying the incredibly soft and elastic feel, and chuckled, "Maybe they played mahjong too late last night! By the way! Godmother, what are you doing here?"

"Talking business! It's all settled. They originally invited me to dinner, but I didn't want to eat with them, so I wanted to leave first. I'll wander around a bit more later and buy you some things!" My godmother hugged me tightly, no longer caring about the pain.

"Thank you, Mom!" I knew that calling her that would make her happier, and I wanted to see her happy, so I kept calling out, "Mom, why don't we eat here together? And call Auntie down too, okay?"

"Okay—" My godmother happily pulled me to the service counter.

Just as I was about to ask, several annoying men with lewd smiles surrounded us, saying, "Miss Zhenni, you haven't left yet! Changed your mind? Would you like to dine with us?" Although they were dressed elegantly, they all had toad-like faces, and their lewd eyes were incredibly disgusting. No wonder my godmother didn't want to have lunch with them.

But my godmother still smiled politely and said, "No, I appreciate your hospitality, but I've already promised to have lunch with my godson, so I'm sorry, maybe next time! Okay?"

But these ungrateful fellows seemed to have no idea what respect was, and they kept pestering us, as if we were young and weak girls who were easy to bully.

I stepped forward to block my godmother's path, grasped one of his fat hands, and secretly squeezed it while smiling, "Sir, may I ask your surname?"

This fat pig dared to retaliate forcefully, grinning, "My surname is Ji. People who know me call me Ji Datong, or Fatty Ji. You can call me whatever you like. Little friend, what's your name?" He squeezed even harder, a sight even those around him noticed.

I was at a disadvantage because my hand was smaller, but my anger surged. I secretly channeled my "Male Supremacy Yang Gong" internal energy into my arm and palm, especially my fingers, rapidly increasing my strength. I held my own against this fat bastard for a while. Even my godmother saw me being "bullied" and shouted for me to stop.

But the fat pig thought he had the upper hand, or perhaps unwilling to lose face in front of others, he stubbornly resisted with all his might, his smile turning into a savage grin.

Hmph! I channeled my internal energy into his palm, tearing at his nerves, blood vessels, and tendons. If I weren't afraid of crippling his hand, I would have already defeated him and fled.

I laughed, "Hello there! Fatty Ji, my name is Hua Ruilong! What are you going to treat us to?"

Fatty Ji, now looking more like he was about to cry, wailed, "No! I have something to do, I'm leaving..." He shook off my hand and ran away without looking back. His followers also scurried away, probably realizing who I was by now.

"Little Long, is your hand alright?" My godmother, flustered by concern, quickly took my hand and stroked it, patting her chest, "You scared me to death!"

I laughed, "It's fine! See!" But in my heart, I had learned my lesson. Although my fighting skills had improved significantly, my physical strength was still lacking, especially since my hands and feet were still small. If it weren't for my "Male Supremacy Yang Gong" and the progress I made yesterday and last night, I would have made a huge fool of myself. I needed to practice even harder in the future.

At the same time, I was also gaining something. I was gradually turning the essence of martial arts into my own power through practical application. I had a preliminary understanding of using true qi to attack the human body.

"Thank goodness! I'm so glad you're alright. My dear, don't be so impulsive in the future, or I won't be able to explain it to your family!" My godmother's concern warmed and touched me deeply.

"Okay! I'll listen to you, Mom! But I really hate those guys, how they treated you like that..." I hugged my godmother, who was squatting in front of me, and whispered gently in her ear, "Mom! It must be tough for you in the business world all by yourself! You must encounter people like that often, right?" But I was secretly inhaling the fragrance emanating from her.

"Yes! But don't worry, I'll handle them. Your aunt is very kind to me!" My godmother hugged me tightly, but my heart was pounding, and her soft flesh felt so good against me.

"Mom, why didn't you ask for help?"

"Silly boy! Of course, I have an assistant, but she's not here today. She went back to Hualien to visit her family... Don't tell your aunt about what happened earlier, okay?"

"Okay, Mom." Of course, I wouldn't tell her.

Aunt Shengzi and the others were indeed resting upstairs.

We had a very pleasant meal in the luxurious VIP room.

My aunts and I exchanged flirtatious glances, and under the table, we whispered secrets – it was incredibly exciting and intoxicating!

Of course, I was also considering whether to drag my godmother into it, since she was going back to Hong Kong tomorrow.

After dinner, I was about to invite my godmother to watch Sister Yuzhi filming her music video when she said first, "My dear, I'm going to visit some old friends this afternoon. Can you stay with me tonight and chat? I'm going back to Hong Kong tomorrow..." My godmother's expression darkened; clearly, she was also very reluctant to part with me, especially after that "thrilling incident" we had just experienced.

My aunts immediately all looked at me, as if to say: "Great! You've got another chance..."

I happily replied, "Okay!" But in my heart, I was already fantasizing about the wonderful spring scenery that night, about getting even closer! Hehe.

My aunts didn't say a word in the car, as if they were jealous.

I laughed and said, "Dear aunties, are you jealous?" I lay on the bed with my hands behind my head, looking at my aunties who had regained their radiance but were full of thoughts.

Aunt Xueyu began, speaking slowly, "No! Xiaolong, we're not jealous, we're just reflecting on our relationship..."

Aunt Huizhen added, "Yes! We have no right or need to be jealous. Think about it, we're family. We did do something incredibly absurd, and no matter what excuse we make, we can't forgive ourselves..." Aunt Xinyue

chimed in, "Yes! Although you made us...very...happy...this is unforgivable, so we..." Even the

most naive person would understand what they meant. I immediately plummeted from my blissful state, muttering, "You're not going to be friends with me anymore?"

"No! It's just that our relationship makes it impossible for us to continue being so...good..." Xinmei added slowly.

"There's something else we're worried about. In the past...we've always spoiled you, leading your cousins to let you do whatever you want...so I'm worried that something like what happened between them and you might happen..." Aunt Peiling said, head bowed.

Oh no, they've all come to their senses? Weren't they fine just now? What should I do? How should I answer them? Should I lie to them or tell the truth?

As I hesitated, Aunt Huizhen asked, "Xiaolong! Tell us the truth, have you had relationships with your cousins?"

I sat up and, under their gaze, solemnly replied, "Yes!"

"Ah!" Even though she was somewhat prepared, Aunt Huizhen was stunned.

They asked almost simultaneously, "Who and who?"

As I counted on my fingers, their hearts sank to the bottom, their faces turning pale.

They wanted to cry but couldn't.

The car stopped in front of the Palace Museum.

I said something that could be considered comforting: "I want to say: I don't regret what I did. If anything terrible happens, I'll bear it alone. I will never let you or them suffer any injustice or harm. I swear on my life. If you think it's right to end it sooner, I respect your wishes and will never touch you again, and I will never mention it again... I only hope you are happy. If you are unhappy because of this, I can disappear from your sight forever..." Then I got out of the car.

They didn't get out of the car and follow me, perhaps to process and consider what I said, or perhaps they were embarrassed to face their daughter.

The National Palace Museum in Taipei, also known as the Sun Yat-sen Museum. Built in 1956, the National Palace Museum in Taipei housed 250,000 artifacts brought from mainland China by Chiang Kai-shek. (In 1931, the Japanese invasion of China began. After the September 18 Incident, Northeast China fell to the Japanese, and North China was in imminent danger. The Kuomintang government selected the finest artifacts from the Palace Museum in Beiping, packed them into 19,690 crates, and moved them to Nanjing. After the July 7 Incident in 1937, the Japanese invasion of China began in full force, and Nanjing was also in turmoil. These artifacts were then moved to Chongqing, Guizhou, Sichuan, and other places. After the victory of the War of Resistance against Japan, they were moved to Nanjing again with the Kuomintang government. In 1948, the artifacts were transported to Taiwan in three batches. Initially, they were stored in a warehouse at the Taichung Sugar Factory. Later, 70 million yuan was invested, and it took eight years to complete the construction of the National Palace Museum in Taipei.) Later, another 250,000 artifacts were collected from private individuals, and 150,000 Chinese artifacts were purchased from Hong Kong, the United States, and other places, totaling 650,000 artifacts. The museum houses a vast and rich collection of artifacts from various periods of ancient China, including bronzes, porcelain, pottery, jade, lacquerware, sculptures, textiles, rubbings, calligraphy and paintings, and rare books. Each museum can only display about 1,700 artifacts at a time, rotating them regularly or irregularly. If the exhibits are changed every three months without repetition, the collection could last approximately 100 years. Regular exhibitions include Shang and Zhou dynasty bronzes, Han to Five Dynasties pottery, Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing dynasty porcelain, and jade artifacts from various dynasties, as well as occasional themed exhibitions. Among the many treasures, the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" scroll (a work by the Northern Song dynasty painter Zhang Zeduan; there are over a hundred collectors who believe it to be the genuine article) is a true gem.

Although it was the weekend, there weren't many visitors. Most of the visitors were from out of town or abroad, as locals tended to go to entertainment venues or travel. Children preferred to linger at amusement parks, as few were interested in artifacts that were visible but unattainable.

I knew that although there weren't many people in front of the Palace Museum at that moment, it must be packed inside, all because of the "Bluebird Quartet."

The entrance fee was NT$100 (about RMB 25), with discounts for military personnel, police officers, and students (half price) available with valid identification. Group tickets (20 or more people) were NT$80 per person (RMB 20), and children under 6 and seniors over 65 were free. But I didn't have my student ID, so I had to buy a full-price ticket.

Once inside, wow! So many people!

A four-story, antique-style palace building was already packed with people. The crowd completely blocked the main building of the museum, with its green tiles, yellow walls, carved railings, and magnificent architecture. I couldn't possibly get in, let alone get close to Sister Yuzhi and the other three Bluebird members. I immediately regretted not telling so many people to come. Where were Little Fatty, Yuewen, and my sister now?

Looking closer, I saw that the crowd consisted mostly of young men and women, extremely enthusiastic fans chanting the name of the Bluebird in unison, eagerly awaiting the appearance of their idol. The scene was incredibly lively! But this situation would definitely affect Yuzhi and the others' filming progress, and I felt even more guilty towards Yuzhi.

After watching for a while, I "wisely" wandered towards a quieter, less crowded area; I didn't want to join in their excitement.

The museum was vast, with several auxiliary buildings and courtyards besides the main building, but no warehouses were visible above ground. I guessed that most of the artifacts were probably stored underground.

I wandered around aimlessly, with two hours left before the 2:30 PM meeting time with Aunt Twelve for selecting applicants.

"Xiaolong! I'm here!" A familiar but soft voice came from beside me.

I turned around and saw Yuzhi and three other beautiful and elegant women, dressed in snow-white dresses, standing gracefully like fairies in the doorway, waving at me! So that's where they were hiding, making those fans wait in vain.

I quickly slipped inside, and the door closed behind me.

Before I could even see what was inside, my face was being touched countless times by the three beautiful girls, who were sweetly calling out "Happy Birthday!" and kissing me on the cheek, as if I were the idol being worshipped.

The three beautiful girls partnering with Sister Yuzhi were 18-year-old Jin Qingniao (Jin Moli), 17-year-old Yue Qingniao (Mi Yuexuan), and 16-year-old Feng Qingniao (Zhou Fengyu). They were all the same height and just as beautiful as Sister Yuzhi, almost like quadruplets. Even their figures and temperaments were quite similar, which was probably the result of their manager, Ms. Fangyun's, deliberate selection. Therefore, their dance moves and duets were perfectly coordinated and exquisite, making their concerts and music videos very pleasing to the eye and very attractive. As a result, they became famous throughout Taiwan in just one year after their debut, and even have fans in Hong Kong, Macau, mainland China, and even Japan and Southeast Asia.

According to Sister Yuzhi, they have a deep friendship in private and have even become sworn sisters. The Golden Bluebird is the eldest, the Jade Bluebird is the second eldest, the Moon Bluebird is the third eldest, and the Wind Bluebird is the youngest, the fourth eldest.

Therefore, I'm quite familiar with them. Although they didn't come to my birthday party, they all gave me gifts that I really liked. So I know they're quite different in many ways! Jin Qingniao is from Yilan, from a farming family. She likes to laugh, loves spicy food, is bold, loyal, and her biggest hobby is playing video games. My sister Yuzhi—Yu Qingniao—is from Taipei, a wealthy heiress. She's shy, loves sweets, is timid, and has a dimple when she smiles. Her biggest hobby is raising small animals. Yue Qingniao is from Hong Kong, her parents are police officers. She also likes to laugh, and even when she doesn't smile, she has two dimples. I think she has the most beautiful smile among the four of us. She likes sweet and sour snacks and knows a little martial arts and self-defense. Her biggest hobby is photography, so she always carries a camera and video camera with her wherever she goes. The youngest, Feng Qingniao, is of mixed Chinese and Japanese descent. Her father is an engineer from Taipei, and her mother is a teacher (teaching music at a Japanese-run school) from Hokkaido, Japan. Feng Qingniao is the most poised and outgoing, sociable, and enjoys making friends. She loves Japanese food and Taiwanese snacks, and is beautiful whether she's smiling or not—a pure and ethereal beauty. Her greatest hobbies are collecting stamps and sports.

How could I not be captivated, my heart flutter, my mouth dry, and my desire stir, with four such beautiful girls surrounding me

? "What are you doing here?" I asked, equally curious.

Then, the four beauties took turns explaining to me.

Apparently, they hadn't expected so many fans to gather, and it was even affecting their filming. So, their director and the museum staff had secretly moved the location to film. Now they were nearing the end, just one last shot left.

So they placed me next to the director, watching them silently sing and dance (they were just mouthing the words; the actual songs were recorded in the studio). Before I could fully enjoy it, their exquisite dance ended, leaving me deeply regretful—I truly regretted not coming sooner. Their costumes were breathtakingly beautiful: snow-white, fashionable skirts that partially revealed their legs, and their accessories and makeup—exquisite and novel (somewhat unconventional and exaggerated)—were simply stunning. I especially admired their delicate silver boots, which accentuated their beautiful, sexy legs, making them incredibly alluring. Compared to them, the precious artifacts in the background seemed like insignificant scrap metal. How lucky! One of them was already mine. If I could have them all, that would be even better; it would be worth sacrificing a few years of my life. While

I was lost in my daydreams and secretly reveling in my own world, the staff began to evacuate the equipment in an orderly and efficient manner.

The manager, Fangyun, was also a very beautiful woman, the kind of strong woman like Aunt Twelve. She told the members of the Bluebird group to go to the front of the stage to promote themselves, increase their momentum, and boost record sales, while also avoiding offending the enthusiastic fans and disappointing their idols.

The Bluebird group, not yet fully made up, approached me. Sister Yuzhi said, "Xiaolong! Excuse me, we need to go to the front to socialize a bit. You go with this Brother Tai to the car outside and wait for us..." Only I understood the passion in their eyes—the lingering feelings from last night.

Just as I was considering whether to tell her mother that Aunt Huizhen was outside, Jin Qingniao continued, "We didn't eat much at noon, so we'd like to go to the nearest Grand Hotel to have a good meal later. Will you come with us?"

This was exactly what I wanted, and I quickly agreed, adding, "Be careful, there are so many fans, don't let anything happen!"

"Don't worry! We're experienced with these things, and we have many staff members maintaining order!" Yue Qingniao laughed heartily.

"Okay!" I wanted to ask Sister Yuzhi, Sister Yindi, and Sister Aidi if they were coming, but seeing that time was tight, I didn't ask.

Brother Tai is a very talkative and funny person. Through our conversation, I learned a lot of interesting stories, secrets, and embarrassing situations about the members of the Bluebird Group, which made me understand them better.

In order to avoid the aunties bothering me and ruining my good time, I hid next to Brother Tai so that the aunties on the Huashi bus parked outside wouldn't see me. I carefully concealed myself and finally got on the Bluebird Group's special vehicle for makeup and rest.

I called Aunt Xueyu and said that I wanted to go home with Sister Yuzhi. But the aunties wouldn't agree at all and insisted on going back to the villa with me. I had no choice but to mention Aunt Twelve and tell them that I needed to go to Aunt Twelve's place at 2:30 pm to discuss some things. The aunties didn't believe me, so they called Aunt Twelve to verify, and then they had nothing more to say and drove away.

The car had barely left when my aunt called, urging me to hurry up, as they might be holding early auditions because there were too many applicants. I reluctantly agreed, but secretly I was burning with anxiety: time was running out, and it seemed impossible to get on their stage.

I checked the time; it was already 1 PM. Why weren't they coming out yet? These annoying fans, they ruined my plans!

Finally, after fifteen minutes, the four beautiful members of the Bluebird group, with the help of staff, struggled through the crowd and practically fled to the car. Then, Brother Tai quickly drove off; otherwise, the excited fans would have lifted the car up!

Watching the four beautiful girls, their faces flushed with sweat, go from maintaining sweet smiles to looking exhausted after finally getting on the car, I finally understood that this industry wasn't easy. Behind the glamour and glory, who knows how much they paid?

Of course, I wisely refrained from asking if they had been harassed by fans. Instead, I offered them water and towels with concern and even helped them remove their boots to make their feet comfortable.

After resting for a while, they got up and started changing. Surprisingly, they didn't even turn their backs to me, casually taking off their skirts and accessories, revealing their beautiful and dazzling bodies and underwear that barely covered their private parts. Feng Qingniao was even more daring, turning her back and taking off her bra and panties. I was stunned, my eyes glued to the screen, and I almost had a nosebleed. Luckily, this area was separated from the driver's seat, otherwise, Brother Tai, who was driving, would have veered off the road and fallen into the Waishuangxi River.

Only Sister Yuzhi knew that I was precocious and knew what was going on, so she looked at me a little differently. The other three women didn't treat me like a man at all, and even teased me, laughing and asking me to comment on their figures.

To be honest, their figures were truly stunning. Aside from Yue Qingniao's slightly smaller bust (which didn't detract from their beauty), they were breathtakingly beautiful. I then took the opportunity to suggest we examine their skin to see who had the best. Yu Zhi didn't comment, but the three girls were incredibly bold, not only coming forward but also groping me all over, laughing and joking. They probably thought I was a child, so they weren't wary of me.

Secretly pleased, I took the opportunity to use my hands freely, subtly applying my knowledge of aphrodisiacs to them, stimulating their sensitive nerves and erogenous zones. Before long,

they were all blushing and incredibly alluring.

When we arrived at our destination, they snapped out of it and hurriedly put on casual clothes.

Even after getting out of the car, their expressions and seductive charm hadn't fully returned. Their captivating beauty made Tai Ge forget to say goodbye, staring blankly at the four beautiful girls.

The four beautiful girls, beaming with delight, headed straight for the Grand Hotel's restaurant with me. They attracted stares from passersby, some even bumping into others, which only fueled their laughter.

I was now closer than ever before, which was advantageous for me.

The four girls had different tastes: Wind Bluebird wanted sashimi, Gold Bluebird wanted Mapo Tofu, and Moon Bluebird wanted pineapple ribs… Their bickering was quite lively, so I offered to treat them, letting them order whatever they wanted, which finally calmed the two thousand chattering ducks. Hehe, actually, their playful bickering was their way of expressing friendship, a kind of fun; what did money matter to them!

Although their beauty was captivating, seeing them eat so heartily, I couldn't help but join their eating contest. At that moment, their girlish quietness and reserve were completely replaced by liveliness and mischievousness. Fortunately, this was in a private room, and the waiters weren't allowed to serve them; otherwise, entertainment news would likely soon be reporting headlines like "Beautiful girl binge eats and loses control, all the bluebirds' image is ruined."

They even drank and played drinking games, saying it was a makeshift celebration to wish their upcoming album a success.

I had a great time with them, eating heartily, chatting nonsense with my arms around each other, and taking the opportunity to take advantage of them.

Jin Qingniao accused me of taking advantage of her and pulled me into a tight embrace, saying I could take as much as I wanted. Luckily, my breath-holding skills are top-notch, otherwise I might have suffocated between her alluring breasts due to the overly enthusiastic joke—all thanks to the Japanese sake.

After the meal, I was going to suggest they get a room upstairs to rest, so I could take advantage of them… but they were full of energy and excited and wanted to go shopping, ruining my plans once again.

But when I heard they decided to stay at my place that night, I immediately became excited and perked up.

According to their plan, they would start shopping from Jiuquan Street, continuing along Zhongshan North Road (Section 3 to Section 1) to Zhongshan South Road, passing through Minzu East Road, Minquan East Road, Minsheng East Road, Nanjing East Road, Zhengzhou Road, Zhongxiao East Road, Qingdao West Road, Jinan Road, Xuzhou Road, Ren'ai Road, and Aiguo East Road, finally arriving at the Theater.

Good heavens! They couldn't finish shopping in a day! I'd already experienced firsthand the terrifying nature of women's innate shopping and shopping sprees (my aunts and cousins), so I rarely accompanied them shopping in the past. But now, because I had designs on them, I certainly wouldn't back down or be a coward. I had no choice but to accompany these beauties, and besides, this might be a kind of "training" for me!

But it's almost 2 PM now, and we still have half an hour to get to the Hua family headquarters! How can I find an excuse to slip away?

Watching them enthusiastically browse through the shops, picking out and commenting on every pretty and fashionable item they liked, even trying them on for me to give their opinions—one would be fine, but now there were four of them! How could I possibly handle them all? I shook my head and sighed inwardly.

"Xiao Long! Are you unhappy keeping us company?" Yue Qingniao asked mischievously.

I shook my head repeatedly, "No! How could that be? I just think one of your clothes doesn't suit you!" I was quite good at lying.

"Then why do you look so tired and listless? You seem exhausted?" Sister Yuzhi joined in the fun, even winking at me secretly, clearly "retaliating" for my "rudeness" last night.

"No! I'm very happy, but I can't show it too obviously, lest you get arrogant and attract attention!" I forced a funny smile, but it made them laugh so hard they were doubled over.

"Xiao Long… ha… you… ha… you're so cunning and so cute! How about being my little brother?" Jin Qingniao gasped for breath, laughing.

"Great!" I couldn't be happier.

The result was that I became their adopted brother, my face covered in kisses, and the fragrance made me dizzy.

"Xiaolong! You're shopping too? Ah! I almost didn't recognize you..."

Carrying many bags, I turned around and saw it was Lin Xiaoyu, my first girl. Standing beside her were three other pretty girls (of course, far less attractive than Sister Yuzhi and the others, but they were dressed more extravagantly and fashionably), apparently her classmates or good friends. I smiled and said, "Ah! It's Sister Xiaoyu! You're shopping too?" The four girls from the Qingniao group walking ahead didn't approach me when they saw I'd run into someone they knew. This was something we'd agreed upon beforehand, to avoid revealing their identities and getting bogged down in the process. However, they slipped into the boutique ahead and were winking and making faces at me through the window.

"Yes! They're my classmates and good friends. This is Sasha, this is Linda, and that's Amy..." Then Xiaoyu introduced me to her friends: "This is my friend and benefactor—Hua Ruilong..." Xiaoyu mumbled "benefactor" in a low voice.

I greeted them one by one.

Xiaoyu's classmates treated me like a complete stranger, touching my face and praising my cuteness and handsomeness, stroking my hair and saying I was strong.

Ha! I'm a master at dealing with women, especially girls. I took the opportunity to touch their faces and compliment their beauty. When I secretly saw Sister Yuzhi and her three "adopted sisters" giving me a thumbs-up and winking at me from behind the shop window, I felt even more relaxed and bolder. I started groping their thighs and "little dumplings" while showering them with compliments.

This made them blush and back away, no longer daring to tease me or show off their senior, mentor, and avant-garde girl attitudes. Ha! "Don't you know who I am? You're all still too green!" Only Sister Xiaoyu remained uninvolved, keeping to herself. I winked smugly at Sister Yuzhi and the others.

"Xiaolong! Stop fooling around! What... what are you looking at? Huh..." When Xiaoyu and the others turned around, they only vaguely saw the backs of the four members of the Bluebird group quickly turning away. They asked me, "Who are they? They look so familiar?"

"My god-sisters!" I said with a smile.

Sister Xiaoyu pulled me aside to talk: "Tell me honestly, who are they? Do you... do you miss me?" Her face was already flushed, especially charming, it seemed she was more concerned about the latter question.

"Yes!" I took the opportunity to secretly prove my longing with my hands.

"Then why didn't you call me?" Sister Xiaoyu's expression now was like that of a lover in the throes of passion, so clingy.

“I was afraid you’d find me annoying! Besides, you only did that to get my help that night… so to leave a good impression, I…”

“I didn’t do anything wrong! I wasn’t forced to either, I… I really, really missed you…”

Why use two “really”s? Make me emotional too, and say, “Okay! I understand!”

“Then tell me honestly, who were you flirting with just now?” Xiaoyu was a little jealous.

“Hehe! It was the Bluebird Quartet! Don’t tell anyone, lest… and don’t tell your friends either…”

“Ah! It was them?” Xiaoyu was surprised, then delighted, “Can I ask them for autographs? I promise I won’t let anyone else know!” She raised her hand as if to swear.

"No! Others will see, it's not safe! If you want an autograph, come to my house tonight! They'll all be there..."

"Wow! I'm so envious of you! Having such a sister and godmother... Okay! I'll see if I'm free tonight... What are you going to do now?"

"I'll go shopping with them for a while, then I'm going to Dapeng Huacheng and see Aunt Twelve at 2:30..."

"Okay! I understand! I won't bother your godmother and the others... Can you... can we talk on the phone more often in the future?" Xiaoyu's face flushed red again, making her look incredibly cute and charming.

I leaned close to her ear and flirted, "Adultery is no problem... hehe..."

Xiaoyu hit me, turned around, and ran away, but you could tell she was very happy.

Her friends surrounded her, asking what she and that pretty sister had talked about, but she didn't answer and ran off first. Her friends chased after her, disappearing into the bustling crowd in a few moments.

Then the four members of the Bluebird group started asking me what I had talked about with that pretty sister.

I said in a serious, earnest tone, "That girl said she wanted to be my girlfriend, but I said no. She said she'd kill herself if I didn't agree, and then she ran away." After saying this, I raised an eyebrow and the corner of my mouth, immediately revealing my joking nature.

Golden Bluebird and Moon Bluebird scoffed, "Ha! Someone would ask you to be her boyfriend? Who do you think you are? How old are you!" Wind Bluebird didn't comment, perhaps she wasn't used to Chinese-style jokes, while Jade Bluebird secretly gave me a charmingly sly look.

I laughed heartily, "I'm a handsome, dashing, upright, honorable, radiant, and universally loved young man!"

Even Wind Bluebird couldn't help but sneer, "What a shameless fellow! How old are you?"

"What? Don't believe in my abilities? Want to try?" I teased.

"Alright! Let's not talk about that! Let's continue shopping!" Sister Yuzhi quickly stopped me, clearly not wanting me to mess with them. This interrupted the three girls' competitive conversation.

After shopping for a while, I finally made an excuse to leave first, telling them to be careful, hide themselves, and finish shopping as soon as possible if there was nothing else to do.

Then I handed the bags to two middle-aged women from the nearest Huashi Enterprise (I didn't trust men with them), whom I had secretly called in advance, and asked them to accompany the ladies shopping. Then I disappeared from their sight.

Wow! I really didn't expect so many women to be at the entrance of Dapeng Huacheng, much more than I imagined.

After getting out of the taxi, I went straight to the building entrance, but there were so many people that I could only slowly squeeze in.

How could there be so many women in Taipei? It's clear that the economy is so bad that if a high-paying job suddenly comes along, who wouldn't want to squeeze in? Even men are joining in, hoping for a chance.

There were quite a few beautiful women here. Some were chatting amongst themselves, while others were carefully touching up their makeup and checking themselves to make the best impression.

What I heard most were complaints (Why hasn't it started yet?), worries (Ugh! There are so many people!), and self-encouragement. Some were even "happily laughing and joking" to hide their nervousness…

It was already 2:35 PM, and my phone kept ringing. I knew it was Aunt Twelve urging me, but I immediately turned it off. I figured I could start a preliminary assessment now and get rid of these people who had come to join the fun.

I instantly circulated my inner energy, then gradually released it outwards, slowly spreading it outwards, scanning the women within my reach.

However, my energy field was only effective within a radius of 15 steps. Only one or two women were somewhat satisfactory, but they didn't seem very pretty.

I continued to move my energy inwards, slowly squeezing in, giving a rough look at the women within my range. I realized that out of these one or two thousand women, no more than 20 would be satisfactory. There were a couple of women with even more aura than me, but they didn't seem to notice my detection.

"Xiao Long! Where did you go? You've kept me waiting! Look! It's already 3 PM!" Aunt Twelve complained.

I smiled wryly, "I'm lucky I even managed to squeeze in! Okay, let's hurry, or people will start pointing and whispering about us." If I hadn't been spotted by the employees, I wouldn't have seen Aunt Twelve so quickly.

When Aunt Twelve asked me how to select applicants, I told her this and that.

My method was actually very simple: give each applicant a number (except for the men), then have them line up and slowly walk past me, disguised as a Huashi employee. I (using my inner energy) would detect those I liked and write down their numbers. I believed we could complete the initial "interview" in less than half an hour, and then do the final selection—only 10 people needed.

Although Aunt Twelve found my method strange, she didn't object and went to arrange it. This feeling of trust made me very happy.

Disguised, I and some employees stood in the aisle, waiting for the applicants to pass by.

Aunt Twelve said there were 1856 applicants, quite a lot.

Using my simple method, I completed the initial "interviews" in just 28 minutes, selecting 28 people. I had to apologize to those not chosen, but each received a beautiful gift.

Of these 28, 12 women possessed internal energy or had practiced qigong. Of these, only 6 were considered pretty or presentable (two of whom were exceptionally beautiful and young, almost as pretty as Sister Yuzhi). The other six were simply unappealing. The informants were just there to try their luck, but they were all very beautiful, each one charming and alluring. I chose them to sample their beauty. However, I needed to review their resumes before making a further decision.

The next round of interviews took place in a smaller but quieter room. It had all the amenities one would expect, seemingly a place for negotiating with VIP businessmen, with a bar, KTV, bathhouse, and a special sauna room (apparently Aunt Twelve was entertaining people with particular interests).

I was already very satisfied with the six women who were both beautiful and had a strong presence. After briefly reviewing their resumes, I decided to hire them, and I would let the staff handle the details (salary, work location, and contact information) as they wished to "start work" (I also asked them to make copies for me to take home and review later). Only 22 remained to be carefully selected.

To be honest, I was reluctant to "give up" even the informants. However, their situations were different, so I divided them into two groups for review. The first group consisted of six women with a strong presence but not conventionally beautiful, while the second group consisted of 16 women who were exceptionally beautiful and stunning (in fact, among those 1800+ women, there were at least 500 with delicate features—third-tier beauties—and over 300 second-tier beauties. This was the most beautiful women I had ever seen in my life at once, and it pained me to give them up. If I were in charge of the Hua Corporation, hehe…).

Six unattractive women faced each other, unsure of who the boy standing before them (who could decide their fate)—myself, now restored to my original appearance—was. They remained silent, carefully observing me.

I, too, was scrutinizing them.

I categorized them as unattractive because I was accustomed to seeing all sorts of beautiful women, so these ordinary-looking women meant little to me. But I also knew the saying, "Don't judge a book by its cover." My grandfather often told us (especially our parents): underestimating anyone unassuming could bring unexpected losses, even death. So, heeding my grandfather's advice, I carefully examined them and their resumes.

They came from different places, some local, some from other areas, such as Changhua County, Nantou County, and the furthest from Fangshan in Pingtung County. Their ages ranged from 16 to 25. The youngest girl, Lin Qidi, seemed to have not even graduated high school before coming to Taipei alone to make her way in the world. She was pale and thin, truly pitiful, but also quite admirable. She was probably just an insignificant member of a family that favored sons over daughters. Should I pity them or "ruthlessly eliminate them all"?

I smiled and said, "I won't introduce myself yet, but I can tell you that I can decide whether to hire you..." My words immediately caused surprise and whispers among them. Ignoring their expressions, I continued, "This recruitment is initiated by me. I will tell you my identity after I hire you. Alright! Although I am recruiting people who have practiced Qigong, everyone has a love of beauty..."

"Young master! Please accept me! I can do anything, I can endure hardship..." the 16-year-old down-on-her-luck girl said anxiously.

I waved my hand and chuckled, "Don't rush! I haven't finished speaking! Hmm... none of you are pretty, that's a fact!" I stood up, stretched, and walked to the window, seemingly thinking, but actually creating an atmosphere. Suddenly turning around, he said, "But I can give you another chance... Don't you all really want this job?"

The six women nodded repeatedly, their eyes filled with pleading and hope, and of course, the bitterness of life's hardships.

"I originally planned to only hire 10 people this time, but 6 have already been accepted, so I can only choose 4 more from among you..."

The women looked at each other in silence again, their tension evident on their faces.

"I've decided to use a method to select 4 of you, and that depends on your performance..."

The six women immediately showed disdain, thinking, "I'm nothing more than a little pervert."

Surprisingly, I remained unfazed and smiled, saying, "Don't be nervous! I'm not interested in your looks. I just want to test your inner energy against mine. Regardless of the outcome, you'll all receive 300,000 NTD. If I'm satisfied and you're willing, I'll select four of you to hire. If you all satisfy me, I might hire you all, and the salary will be exactly as advertised..."

The six women were clearly tempted. The oldest woman (25 years old), named Wang Qinzhu, asked softly, "What kind of satisfaction do you mean?" Of

course, I wouldn't say I wanted my darlings to be satisfied. I solemnly replied, "My inner energy! I want to see if it's satisfied with you..." I then briefly explained my situation, saying that I had practiced qigong for a while and had recently gained some insights. Therefore, I wanted to find some people to spar with in order to study whether there were any shortcuts that could greatly improve my skills and shorten my training time.

The second oldest, 23-year-old Mei Haixiang, stammered, "But... my... my master... said... there's... no... shortcut... to practicing this... qigong..."

"Yes! My master said so too!" I smiled and approached them, saying, "But recently I learned of a cultivation method that's said to be possible, and of course I want to try it and see which statement is correct..."

21-year-old Yang Lina said, "That would be very dangerous! My master said that any improper method that doesn't follow a gradual approach but instead seeks quick results could lead to qi deviation and paralysis..."

"I know how serious it is, but my method is very safe. Please rest assured, I won't let you suffer any losses! Alright! Think about it yourselves. I'll give you 10 minutes to decide whether you're willing! I won't force you, and I certainly won't take advantage of you."

"But you haven't said what kind of 'sparring' it is yet!" 20-year-old Huang Xue'er said shyly, but her expression was very gentle.

"Making love!" I said, then opened the door and went to the next room.

Wow! Any one of these 16 beauties could qualify for Miss Asia or Miss World. Each one possessed either a model's figure or a star's face; some even combined the grace and charm of Coach Chen Huijun and Lü Wanying with the beauty and poise of Sister Yuzhi and Aunt Twelve.

They were discussing something when they immediately fell silent upon seeing me enter, all staring at me.

This made me nervous for the first time. They were, after all, different from the six "ugly ducklings"—vastly different in appearance, temperament, demeanor, confidence, and education. I couldn't treat them the same way I treated the six. They were there seeking high-paying jobs; they had the qualifications and the means to obtain them, and plenty of opportunities, so they wouldn't be "bullied" by me.

Therefore, we had to use other methods to deal with them, properly dividing these self-assured and arrogant beauties into three categories: the innocent type (students who have just graduated or are still in school and lack social experience), the vain type (the kind who will do anything to climb the social ladder), and the cunning type (people with rich social experience who will seize any opportunity to take advantage of you). Actually, these three categories are quite difficult to distinguish; those who appear innocent are not necessarily naive.

But all three types need work and money. I smiled and said, "Ladies! Hello! This job fair is being held at my request..."

The beauties didn't whisper among themselves, but instead widened their bright eyes, showing their good manners.

"I am Hua Ruilong, the young master of Hua's Enterprise..."

The beauties all opened their mouths in surprise; obviously, they had heard of my name and knew of my existence, but had never seen me before.

"I've chosen women who have practiced Qigong to be my Qigong teachers. None of you know Qigong, or have you even practiced it at all?"

"Knowing we don't know Qigong, why did you keep us here?" Several sharp-tongued beauties immediately retorted, truly impressive!

Some even defiantly said, "Who said we haven't practiced! How do you know we haven't practiced?" They were really aggressive.

I smiled and asked in return, "How many years have you practiced?"

"One year!"

"Three years!"

"Four and a half years!"

"Six months!"

"..."

Damn! I was truly at a loss for words, but I really couldn't refute them, because there were countless examples of people who practiced diligently for ten years without any results.

"I've practiced for two and a half years, and I can already sense whether you have internal energy, so..."

"But your job posting didn't say that applicants had to have internal energy, did it? And..."

"Fine, fine! I admit I was wrong, I didn't think it through! The job posting wasn't clear, but you can't be my qigong teachers now!"

"Then what do you mean by keeping us for a second interview?"

"Heh! You guys are really good with your mouths! Is this the tone you'd use to talk to someone who might be your boss?" I gave them a serious once-over, finally suppressing their "arrogance." Then I gradually relaxed and said, "Actually, the reason I'm keeping you is because you're all too beautiful! I think I should start a company for you..." These beauties blinked, wondering what I was going to say, but I was sure I had piqued their interest.

"You know that 'Jade Bluebird' from the 'Bluebird Quartet' is my cousin, right?"

The women all nodded.

"Today, 'Golden Bluebird,' 'Moon Bluebird,' and 'Wind Bluebird' have recognized me as their adopted brother..." These beauties immediately showed envy in their eyes. But I continued, "At that moment, I was truly happy... but later that afternoon, as we strolled and chatted, I learned that behind their glamorous and beautiful facade lay untold hardships and bitterness. Their struggles filled me with pity, and from then on, I wanted to start an entertainment company for them, creating a favorable environment for those with the talent and ambition to enter the entertainment industry, helping them realize their beautiful dreams... Seeing you all, my resolve only strengthened. I shouldn't easily let go of such promising individuals, or I'll regret it later..." At this point, I began to struggle to articulate my thoughts, or rather, I blushed slightly, because I was weaving a beautiful "trap" to ensnare these beautiful "butterflies."

"Is that even possible? Would your twelfth aunt agree to a career in the entertainment industry?" The more discerning among the beauties finally raised their question.

"How do you know we have potential in performing arts?" Their self-protective instincts were also kicking in.

I laughed, "Of course it's not that easy! You still need to be selected, trained, and groomed before you can finally be presented to the public. If even a third of you succeed, that would be quite good!"

Concerned about their own interests, the beauties immediately tensed up, each secretly adjusting their posture and demeanor to show me their most beautiful side.

"As for whether my twelfth aunt agrees with my suggestion, that's even easier. Let's not even talk about my status in the Hua family; just a fraction of what my Hua Corporation spends on celebrity advertising each year could start a fairly large and powerful entertainment company..." Seeing them nod in agreement, I continued, "If you become stars and we use you for advertising, my Hua Corporation can save more than half of its advertising costs, and I think entertainment companies are easy to make money from..."

Before I could even mention that my twelfth aunt wouldn't be ignorant of investment, and that she already had this intention and consideration, some of the beauties hurriedly said, "But my voice isn't very good..." I understood what they meant.

"Hahaha! Do you know what the entertainment industry is? What an entertainment company is?" The beauty shook her head. Very good! "If you don't know, it'll be even easier for me to fool you," he chuckled. "Do you know that entertainment companies include record companies, performing arts companies, modeling agencies, film companies, and a whole bunch of other miscellaneous things?"

The beauties suddenly realized and immediately relaxed a lot.

But I still wanted to boost their confidence, saying, "So you can choose a development path that suits you, depending on your individual circumstances. How about it? Still lacking confidence in yourselves?" I increasingly felt I had the potential to be a master con artist.

"Yes!" The unanimous reply from the beauties made me feel very confident.

Then I asked them about their resumes, interests, and special skills, and had the eager beauties showcase their beautiful singing voices and captivating dance moves, giving me a feast for the eyes and ears. Their talent surprised me, and I felt very happy and excited! If properly nurtured, some of them might actually succeed. What

they lacked was an opportunity like the Bluebird group, and they were lucky to have met me. I was now genuinely considering starting an entertainment company. For them, and for myself, I wanted to prove my vision, my ability, and my luck.

However, seven of the beauties neither sang nor danced; I wondered if they were unable to or simply shy. I had the nine beauties I was satisfied with and agreed to hire leave their resumes, detailed addresses, and contact numbers before I could leave.

"Now only the seven of you are left. What are your skills?" I secretly sized up the beautiful ladies before me. One of them seemed suspicious, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it; perhaps it was just a sixth sense.

"Young Master Long! I know martial arts!" A beautiful woman with a physique resembling Sima Yi stood before me.

"Oh?" My interest immediately piqued. I really needed an opponent to test my skills and gain practical experience. I exclaimed happily, "Alright! Come on! Let's try a few moves and see how capable you are!" I moved to an open area and moved some chairs that might be in my reach to create more space.

The woman was quick to respond, immediately adopting a fighting stance and saying, "Young Master! Are you up to it? My fists and feet aren't just for show; you'd better be careful!"

Wow! What does that mean? Is she a professional killer? Fine! Let me test this brash young lady. I laughed, "Come on!" and assumed a rather strange stance, a "waiting and deceptive" stance from the "male supremacy" martial arts style.

Sure enough, the woman paused for a moment, but instantly regained her unwavering composure, displaying the aura of a master.

We stared at each other for about a minute, neither of us making a move.

I couldn't help but get angry, "Beautiful lady! What's your name? Make your move! If you don't, you'll have to treat me to dinner!"

"Fine! My name is Sang Yue, remember that! Here I come!" Before she finished speaking, a palm strike was already upon me—so fast!

I quickly bent to the side and lowered my stance, my "Black Tiger Strike the Heart" move, due to the height, could only be "Black Tiger Strike the Groin," aimed at my opponent's lower body with incredible speed. This was my strategy—a risky move to counter her fast attack; it seemed she was truly formidable.

To my surprise, she was even faster. As if she had anticipated my move, she leaped slightly and raised her knee, deflecting my straight grab. Then, her other leg pressed down on my body. Because I was in mid-air, low to the ground, I had no support. Even with my other hand raised to block, she still pinned me down. My Adam's apple was immediately gripped by her cold, strong hand, which then swiftly released it. Her leg bounced off immediately after the impact, incredibly fast and agile. This skill was definitely that of a master; someone with slow eyes wouldn't even have seen the details of our exchange.

I knew I had lost, and lost badly! But to accommodate her, I did a beautiful "flip" and "gracefully" landed on my feet in less than four seconds.

I smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay! You're hired. From today onwards, you'll be my martial arts teacher, Teacher Sang! When can you 'start work'?"

"Anytime is fine, but tomorrow would be best! Where would you like me to teach you? I need to go back and prepare today," Teacher Sang said calmly.

"That's great! Move into my house! I have a place for you. Ms. Sang, where do you live? I'll have my driver pick you up!"

"No! I'll just go to your house! Tell me your address."

"Okay!" I then told her the address of my "Fragrant Flowers and Romantic Nights" villa in detail, not afraid of others knowing.

Then Ms. Sang left without any expression.

Now there were only six people left. I glanced at them, and the suspicious beauty still didn't speak.

I thought she might have some intention, so I turned to the girl who seemed the most shy and timid and said, "Miss! What are your special skills? If you don't have any, you can go back."

"I know... I know computers and internet technology..." She blushed before she even finished speaking.

I smiled slightly and said, "If you have this skill, why don't you go into the IT industry? There's a huge demand for talent there! If you're talented, I'm sure you'll be hired. Why are you competing for this position here?" My Hua family has several internet experts (like my cousin Yinyue who studied in the US, and my cousin Yindi who studied computer science at Yangming University), and my twelfth aunt also has a few experts under her, so I don't need a teacher in this field at all.

She blushed even more and stammered, "I...I have...worked...at those companies, but...the supervisors...the bosses...they...they..."

So she had been sexually harassed by her boss. No wonder, she's so beautiful! And she even wore contact lenses (which I detected with my inner energy), which made her even more attractive, tempting people to commit crimes. I asked with a smile, "You came here to apply for a job, aren't you afraid I'm also lustful?"

"You...how could...you...you..." She was even more nervous and couldn't speak.

I decided to challenge her a bit more, to make her give up. I don't have the energy to study computers right now. I summoned a staff member and arranged for her to take an exam. Before leaving, I secretly asked the staff member to have the most skilled computer expert in the Hua Corporation create the most difficult questions for her.

Then there were five people left.

This time, after asking for a long time, no one answered me. Only the suspicious woman seemed to have something difficult to say and wanted to talk to me alone.

I took her to a smaller room.

"Speak! What is it?" I secretly observed her.

"Young Master! Please save me..." The beautiful woman knelt before me, tears streaming down her face as she recounted my story.

It turned out she was from mainland China, named Xi Rongrong. She used to be an athlete on the Fujian Provincial Wushu Team. She was persuaded that someone like her could make a lot of money in Taiwan. Somehow, she came to Taiwan in a daze, completely bewitched. But upon arriving, the person who tricked her tried to sell her to an underground brothel in Hsinchu. Fortunately, she fought back and escaped, and now she was wandering in Taipei. Yesterday, after seeing the Hua family's job posting, she was seized by the idea of applying, so she filled out her resume using a found ID card. No wonder her resume seemed odd; I just realized now that she used simplified Chinese characters from mainland China. My attention was focused on the beautiful women earlier, so I didn't pay much attention to that aspect, which explains why I found her suspicious!

However, to be on the safe side, I tested her in Fuzhou dialect, asking, "Have you had lunch yet?"

Xi Rongrong replied in Fuzhou dialect, "I ate, a meat bun..." She even swallowed and pressed her stomach, indicating she hadn't eaten for several days; no wonder her stomach was rumbling.

Feeling a surge of pity, I asked, "Where did you get this dress?"

Xi Rongrong immediately became embarrassed and whispered after a moment, "I stole it..."

I was too embarrassed to ask her in Fuzhou dialect, so I asked in Mandarin, "How old are you?"

"19!"

"So young! Aren't mainland athletes treated pretty well? They're supported by the state! Why did you try to smuggle yourself to Taiwan?" I was very curious.

“Those are promising athletes; they only have a good life after winning awards and rankings! I regret it now… If I had persisted a little longer… I could have waited until after the Provincial Games and the National Games…” Xi Rongrong lowered her head.

Strangely, for some reason, the question in my mind suddenly returned. Her answer was reasonable and flawless, but I don't know why… it felt like something was weighing on my mind. I asked, “How’s your martial arts? What do you know?”

“Not bad… I know Changquan, Southern Shaolin Quan, and sword!”

“Oh! It’s a pity I’ve already hired a martial arts instructor, so you…”

“Young master! I can do other jobs, no pay, I can endure hardship, I can do anything! Please take me in, please don’t hand me over to the ‘illegal labor repatriation bureau’! I’ll be obedient…” Xi Rongrong said, about to kneel down again, kowtowing and begging repeatedly.

My soft heart immediately softened, and I agreed to take her in. Really, how could I bear to let such a beautiful woman kneel before me!

Then I had someone bring her some food and told her to take a good bath (although she seemed to have already bathed before coming, but who knows where she did it, and I didn't want her to bring fleas to my house), and change into a clean dress.

"What are you four like? What can you do? Tell me quickly! Or I'm leaving!" I was starting to lose interest in them. These timid, incompetent, and insecure women were worse than mere ornaments; they were fit to be concubines or prostitutes. They were an insult to the word "beauty.

" "I can't do anything..." one of the charming beauties finally murmured.

The other women echoed her.

This immediately made me furious. They were clearly mocking and insulting my taste. It seems appearances can be deceiving; they had pretty faces, but... Fine! Since that's the case, I won't be polite to them.

I had no interest in even asking their names, so I said, "Since you can't do anything, how about earning 100,000 NTD?" I had considered offering 50,000 or 10,000 NTD, but that would be an insult to me.

The four women's eyes immediately lit up, "Great! I'm willing! What for?"

"Let me fuck you!" I didn't need to be subtle or polite in expressing myself, wasting time and breath.

"Okay... alright!" They even had the nerve to act shy, pretending to be coy, asking, "100,000 NTD each? Or 100,000 NTD for the four of us?" They probably thought that because there were so many of them, and they were all grown women, they didn't take me, a kid, seriously. Fine! I'll fuck them until they beg for mercy and have to pay me back.

"What do you think?" I was too lazy to even speak, thinking they were just pretty faces.

"Well... well... okay! 100,000 NTD for the four of us..."

What stupid women! Fine! I was too lazy to explain anymore; maybe it was fate that they were only destined to earn 25,000 NTD each!

I went up to them and roughly fondled each of their breasts and genitals. Then I told them to come back in half an hour to knock on the door of the "VIP meeting room" next door, and left them there to go back and see if the six ugly women had made their decision.

As soon as I entered, I saw that all six women were still there, anxiously waiting, looking at me immediately.

I glanced at my watch and smiled, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I thought it would only take 10 minutes, but I delayed you by 15 minutes. I'm sorry! I'm willing to give each of you an extra 10,000 NT dollars!" Since they were saving money over there, I might

as well be generous here! "Thank you! We..." 19-year-old Long Guangyan seemed to want to say it bravely, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.

I already knew there was a chance, otherwise they wouldn't be here already. But I still wanted to tear down their reserve and dignity to increase the fun of sex, so I asked, "Well? Have you made your decision?"

"I've made my decision! I agree!" Lin Qidi said first.

I laughed and said, "Really? You guys really decided to let me fuck you?" Luckily, I'm just a kid, so my laughter wasn't too exaggerated or annoying.

Wang Qinzhu ignored my arrogance and said, "Lin Qidi and Long Guangyan are virgins among the six of us. Could you give them a little extra?"

"Sure!" I just wanted to fuck them right away. The beauties were making me so aroused that I couldn't wait any longer. I didn't even wonder why they didn't question my abilities or how much extra they agreed to (adding a dollar is still adding a dollar!).

I told them to lock the door and clean up the mess, while I ran to a secluded spot in the suite and turned on the security camera. Actually, there were several miniature security cameras outside this "VIP meeting room," a secret I discovered while rummaging around (Twelve Aunt might use them to deal with potential business rivals if necessary). I adjusted the cameras and put in several brand-new videotapes. Hehe! I'm going to save the exciting scenes carefully.

When I came out, I saw that they had all taken off their outer clothes. They were really very obedient!

I laughed, "Qidi, you stay here! The rest of you go to the inner room and take a good shower. Guangyan is next, you'll take over in a bit!" As I spoke, I pulled Qidi into my arms and personally took off her bra.

Unexpectedly, beneath Qidi's rough, dark outer clothes was incredibly fair and smooth. I caressed her affectionately while teasing her, asking her to tell me her heartbreaking story.

It turned out that Qidi was the second oldest in her family. Her mother, who had given birth to five daughters, died from a serious illness. Her uneducated father struggled to support them while frequently beating and scolding them, especially when he was drunk, calling them jinxes who had caused his wife's death. Eight years ago, her father remarried a widow with two daughters and a son. From then on, the lives of the five sisters became even more difficult. They not only suffered beatings and scoldings from their father but were also often physically abused by their stepmother. Once, she was beaten half to death and ran away, collapsing unconscious on the roadside. An old monk rescued her, and later taught her qigong to strengthen her body. She secretly taught qigong to her four sisters. She said that at first, qigong had no effect, but over time, she discovered that it could heal her scars quickly, so she became increasingly fond of it. A month ago, she and her eldest sister, Lin Pandi, ran away to Taipei to work. However, she couldn't find a job and relied on her sister, who washed dishes, for support. Yesterday, she saw my Hua's job posting and came to try her luck.

After she finished her story, I had finished my flirting, and my head was touching her hymen. While touching her not-so-small breasts, I laughed and said, "I'm going to penetrate you? Are you ready?"

"Come on!" I admired Qidi's strength and courage.

But I still wanted to penetrate her, so while trying to distract her, I kneaded her full breasts, which were plump from her labor, and comforted her, saying, "Don't be sad, your pain is over. Don't go back to that kind of home. Come live with me! I won't let you go hungry or suffer anymore. I have a cousin who has the same name as your sister. I believe you two will be like sisters..." My penis slowly squeezed in, this was my smallest size.

With a frown and an "Ah," I was fully inside. Because her legs were on my shoulders, the blood overflowing from her tender opening was particularly clear, wetting her inside and out. She was also hairless, smooth and very beautiful and lovely. Qi Di secretly told me that her sister also didn't have any hair. I don't know why I'm so lucky, always encountering the "white tiger" I especially like.

Qi Di was really brave; she even actively swayed and thrust her little buttocks to meet and tease my penis. Seeing her so brave, I naturally wouldn't back down either, fighting back tenaciously and resolutely.

After I'd thrust two hundred times with a whooshing sound, and Qi Di was moaning with delight, I noticed two hands on my waist, gently helping to push me.

Without even looking, I knew that Guang Yan and Qin Zhu had finished washing up and were watching my "bullying the big one" naked.

I thrust in and out ten more times, then pulled out my penis and turned to find Guangyan.

Guangyan's body was a bit rougher, but her lower body was quite delicate, gripping me comfortably. I penetrated her all the way in without much effort. Although there was no virginity bleeding, I knew from her nervous, bewildered, and awkward movements that she was indeed a virgin.

I thrust forcefully, while secretly increasing the size of my penis. I knew she could handle it; the harder I thrust, the more pleasure she felt.

I wiped the overflowing semen near her nose and asked her to tell her story.

Long Guangyan's father was a boxer. Because she had no brothers, she and her sister were raised as boys by their father from a young age, with them bearing all the hardships of martial arts training and manual labor. One day when she was 18, she overheard her drunken father saying that their mother was still alive, somewhere in Taipei. From that moment on, Guangyan resolved to go to Taipei to find her mother. Two months ago, she finally escaped from Changhua, but now she's almost out of money, and she hasn't seen her mother (who can find her in old photos from years ago?). So she wants to find a job first.

It's a pitiful story. But at this moment, I was in the mood, and I channeled all my sympathy and pity into my vigorous thrusting and pounding, pouring it into my strong support for her.

Guangyan was very strong and could withstand my frenzied thrusting; her overflowing lustful fluids and incessant moans were proof of that. Moreover, she seemed to really want this job, so she showed her gentle, passionate, and fiery side to the fullest.

Then came Wang Qinzhu, Mei Haixiang, Yang Lina, and finally Huang Xueer.

Wang Qinzhu's breasts clearly showed signs of being frequently penetrated (which greatly diminished my interest in her). Her breasts were quite impressive, and every tremor was magnificent. But she never told anyone her story, so I didn't force her to.

Mei Haixiang smelled very sweet. It took me a long time to get used to my size. After asking her, I found out that her claim of not being a virgin was because a boy's penis had touched her when she was a child, so she thought she wasn't a virgin. Everyone laughed, making Haixiang feel ashamed.

Yang Lina's mouth was a bit cleft lip, which was quite ugly, so to avoid disgusting ourselves, we used a back position to fuck her hard. Her back position was not bad. Finally, I walked and fucked her until I reached the door. I knew the other four beauties were coming soon.

Huang Xueer was also being fucked by me in a back position against the wall.

I kept trying to expose their genitals to the hidden camera to record the exciting scene.

"Knock knock... Can I come in?"

The ugly woman who came in was frightened.

I smiled and said, "It's okay! Someone wanted to join the battle, and I accepted their request..." I unlatched the door and let the four women in.

The four beauties were stunned. They didn't expect me to be fucking them, and that I was fucking these kinds of women. Their faces immediately turned ugly.

"Come in! Don't stand at the door, do you want people to watch?" I teased.

The result was that regardless of beauty or ugliness, they were all naked, sharing the room.

Just as I expected, these four alluring and sexy sluts weren't innocent; they'd all been used. Annoyed, I took a condom from their bags, put it on my penis, and inserted it into all four of them. However, only one of them was untouched. I lined them up and inserted it into their two holes in turn. I pushed

my penis to its maximum, thrusting in and out with great force, until they were dripping wet. Only then did I remove the condom, played with each of their eight holes twenty times, and then ran to them, inserting my wet penis, with its various odors, into their mouths.

At first, they couldn't stand the smell, but later they all fought over my penis to taste.

To be honest, their oral sex skills were quite good; they served me very well.

As I neared my climax, I immediately shifted my focus to the six ugly women, while having the four beauties bathe first, especially...

This time, I truly began practicing the lewd techniques of "Male Supremacy Yang Gong," performing and cultivating them with the ugly women.

While playing with them until they were completely lost in ecstasy, I secretly absorbed their vital energy.

The combined vital energy of the six ugly women was about three times mine, with Qi Di, Guang Yan, and Xue Er possessing the most. Although they weren't beautiful, it didn't diminish their right to pursue and obtain pleasure; they too had the needs and actions of beautiful women and wanton women.

When I had absorbed two-thirds of each of their vital energy, the four beauties had finished bathing and emerged.

I secretly used the "Yin-Yang Fusion Technique," which I had never tried before, to fuse the vital energy within my body, while having them perform breast sex on me.

Whew! Their breast sex skills were also quite remarkable, almost causing my manhood to ejaculate prematurely and become impotent!

After enduring the test of sensual pleasure and the baptism of desire, I felt my inner energy had increased five or six times, and the feeling of fullness was incredibly comfortable!

Then began my new round of "bombardment" to fulfill my secret vow to them: I would fuck them until they begged for mercy.

My thick, hard, and long penis was probably the first thing they had ever encountered, and I ravaged every inch of their bodies that could be played with or penetrated, subjecting them to extreme brutality.

At first, they could barely cope, but later they could only wail and submit to my increasingly vigorous advances. It wasn't

until every orifice on their bodies was turned inside out, red and swollen, that they truly began to beg for mercy, with various sounds and methods.

It wasn't until one of the women offered to pay me 25,000 NT dollars to let her go that their narratives and stances were unified.

But I seized the opportunity to use "aphrodisiac" methods to stimulate and tease their sensitive areas. Sure enough, they soon begged me to have sex with them again, but this time I didn't dare use my full strength, just playing around symbolically, otherwise I might have crippled them. My main purpose was to test my "knowledge" and summarize my "experience."

As I made them faint from pleasure one by one, I drained almost all the vital energy in their bodies.

But things weren't always smooth sailing; every now and then, a phone call would interrupt my pleasure. For example, Little Fatty and the others asked why they hadn't seen me at the museum while I was having sex with the six ugly women... Little Sister Ruifeng asked what I had for lunch and where I ate while I was enjoying oral sex with the four beauties... My dad called from Shanghai while I was deflowering the only virgin beauty, asking what I was doing and why I was making those noises...

and finally, Aunt Twelve asked how things went when I had just ejaculated the last drop of semen on the faces of the four unconscious beauties. What could I say? Of course, it was a great success, a perfect ending. I asked her to pick me up when she got off work so I could talk to her. Aunt Twelve agreed to come pick me up in half an hour.

I checked the time and it was already six o'clock; the sun was almost setting.

I stretched my limbs, and now that my skills had greatly increased, I was really looking forward to another match with Teacher Sang.

Before Aunt Twelve came to pick me up, I finished showering, dressed properly, and woke up the six ugly women. I paid each of them 300,000 NT dollars, and added 100,000 NT dollars each for Qi Di, Guang Yan, Xue Er, and Hai Xiang. I also arranged to work "hourly" with them. I didn't want them to come to my house; it would be beneficial to spar with them later when I had time.

The four beauties, still fast asleep, wore sweet smiles as they received the price I had wanted to pay from the beginning—100,000 NTD each. However, as a mischievous prank, I rolled the 100,000 NTD into several paper sticks and inserted them into their vaginas. Then I covered them with blankets (because the air conditioning was quite strong). Before leaving, I instructed the staff on duty not to stop any women they saw coming out of this room, but to escort them out of the building and call a taxi until they were in a car. I also instructed them to provide them with food and water if they wanted.

Then, I took the unknown mainland smuggler, Xi Rongrong, and two videotapes back to the villa with Aunt Twelve.

I had a blast during this recruitment drive! It was incredibly fun and I came back with a lot of success!

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