【Love Amidst Storms】Episode 1 ~ Chapters 31-33

Author: Fengyu Lin Xiaotian
December 25, 2016: Published
Word Count: 19943
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Chapter Thirty-One: Reunion
Lin Fengyu and Ning Nan were both panting, embracing for a long time before coming to their senses.
They kissed again, and Ning Nan felt the penis in her vagina begin to harden again. She shrank back, giggling
, "Want more? No, I'm full down there! This time I want to eat your big stick, and, well,
I also want to taste your semen." True to her witchy style, daring to think and say.
Lin Fengyu was also itching to do it again, but refused, saying, "Let's do it again, and I'll let you have it after this one
, okay? Anyway, I've been holding back for two years, I'm not worried about running out of things." Being with Ning Nan always felt easy and comfortable; he could
say whatever he wanted. She was bold and outspoken, so there was nothing he couldn't say.
Ning Nan feigned displeasure, "Fine, you said you'd be good to me but you're already disobedient? Do you think my mouth isn't
good enough?" She gripped his large penis with her soft hand and began to tighten, as if she wanted to break it.
Lin Fengyu quickly raised his hands in surrender, "I just wanted to make it up to you. Nan-mei's mouth is so fleshy and soft,
it feels so good." Ning Nan smiled smugly, "That's more like it. Is my mouth
better than Mom's or Sister Huiyun's?" Then her expression suddenly changed, "Oh dear! It's all your fault, you bad person, get up now!"
Lin Fengyu was bewildered. The two were deeply in love; making him get up now was torture!
Seeing that he didn't move, Ning Nan lightly patted his erect penis: "Hurry up, Sister Zi'er is
going to fight someone today! Now that you're out of seclusion, let's go help her." Huh? Zi'er is going to fight someone today?
This is outrageous! Which bastard is so blind!
Lin Fengyu jumped up from the ground, and the two hurriedly dressed and left the Langhuan Immortal Mansion.
During his two years of seclusion, his family had moved to a villa in the suburbs, but Lin Fengyu didn't bother to look at their
new home, and quickly flew out of the city with Ning Nan.
On the way, Ning Nan briefly explained the situation. It turned out to be about the Fu family again; the cultivators were using this as a pretext
to constantly test the Nangong family and the Four Beauties of Tiannan. Nangong Zixia had been silent for a long time, and taking on the affairs of Tiannan for the first time was not something
she could back down from. To establish her authority, she accepted each challenge. The previous few small fry were mostly pawns of major sects,
used for testing. Nangong Zixia and her four women won easily. Today, the Duanmu family, one of the four great families, came to visit,
saying they wanted to determine the ownership of the Fu family's property through a martial arts contest.
She added at the end, "Sister Zi'er, you did this entirely for your sake; we all support you."
Lin Fengyu understood that Nangong Zixia, seeing his weakness, was determined to gain power within the Nangong family and
secure stronger support for herself. He felt a mix of emotions; he was a grown man, yet he constantly needed
the help of the women around him, and while he had their bodies… sigh, he still needed greater power.
The dueling ground wasn't far; the mountain outside the city was reached in the blink of an eye. Lin Fengyu suddenly stopped and cast
a spell beside the two women before slowly approaching with Ning Nan, writing in her palm, "There are two people there, with very
high cultivation. We'll approach slowly; they won't notice us." He then pointed to a cloud of mist, indicating that two
experts were hidden there.
A formation had been set up on the mountaintop, and Qin Bing was locked in a fierce battle with a young man, the outcome unclear.
Ning Nan wrote in Lin Fengyu's palm, "How powerful are those two? Can you defeat them?" Lin Fengyu raised
an eyebrow at her and wrote smugly, "One is slightly weaker than the Yin Sha Old Demon, and the other is at the late Golden Core stage. They
're no match for me. I won't intervene until I know their purpose." Ning Nan smiled happily upon hearing of his significant improvement and
leaned against Lin Fengyu to watch the fight.
The young man's magic was incredibly varied, his magical artifacts casting shadows everywhere. Qin Bing wore a seven-colored robe, a
light blue gauze top, and a pale yellow embroidered skirt—an ancient style of dress, dignified and elegant. She held the Cloud
Heaven Plum, a gift from Nangong Jianhe, its fragrance swirling around her, firmly protecting her.
Lin Fengyu glanced at it briefly and knew that although the young man's momentum was greater, his cultivation was not as deep as Qin Bing's.
Even so, seeing Qin Bing fight alone for the first time still made Lin Fengyu's palms sweat with nervousness.
Ning Nan noticed his unusual behavior and wrote in his palm, "Don't worry, Mom is very powerful!" Hearing
Ning Nan say this, Lin Fengyu's nervousness eased slightly. His gaze swept over the room, and he saw Nangong Zixia
dressed in a purple-blue ancient style, both pure and beautiful; Qin Wei was dressed in pink with a bright red face, radiantly beautiful. What
puzzled Lin Fengyu was that Cao Huiyun, dressed in a white-collar professional outfit, was also standing beside Qin Wei.
He hurriedly asked Ning Nan, "Why is Sister Huiyun here too?" Ning Nan replied, "Sister Huiyun's
intestinal meridians suddenly turned yin six months ago, and we don't know why. However, Mom has already passed on the 'Yin-Yang Great Method' to
her, and she has been practicing it for six months without any problems." Lin Fengyu was stunned, thinking, "Could it be? Could the legend of the jade yang root
be true?" The glans of that penis had turned completely emerald green when erect. Could it be that Cao Huiyun from Mount Musashi had swallowed
his own semen, truly achieving the effect of evolving a cultivator's physique?
But this could be investigated later. Seeing that his attacks on Qin Bing were proving fruitless, the young man grew increasingly impatient. He withdrew all his
magical treasures and released a bright red seal.
The seal spun rapidly in the air, instantly growing to the size of a 20-square-meter room. The young
man shouted, "Behold my Mountain-Breaking Seal!" The seal slammed down on Qin Bing with his shout.
Qin Bing remained calm, extending her slender, spring-green fingers, the Cloud Plum Blossom branch connecting to her middle finger. From the other four fingers
grew lotus flowers, orchids, peonies, and crabapple blossoms, the five flowers rapidly swelling to the size of a bushel, swaying in the air.
A fragrant aroma permeated the air, holding the Mountain-Breaking Seal suspended in mid-air, preventing it from falling despite repeated attacks.
The young man repeatedly increased his strength, but the Mountain-Breaking Seal only lingered in the air, proving futile. Its momentum faltered, and Qin Bing's five...
The strange flower grew longer, and the exotic fragrance, which had initially resisted, now enveloped the Mountain-Breaking Seal. The young man was terrified. Several attempts to use his magic failed,
and he couldn't reclaim the seal. This was his natal magic weapon, a matter of life and death; if it fell into Qin Bing's hands, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Unfortunately, the fragrance, though seemingly weak, prevented the Mountain-Breaking Seal from breaking through its encirclement. In a short while, the young man's
magic power was exhausted, and he lost control of the Mountain-Breaking Seal, which was gently rolled into Qin Bing's hand by the fragrance.
Nangong Zixia laughed triumphantly, "Duanmu Changhuan, do you admit defeat?" Duanmu Changhuan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. His
natal magic weapon was now in someone else's hands, completely at their mercy. He could only surrender.
Nangong Zixia took the Mountain-Breaking Seal from Qin Bing and placed it on the table in front of her, saying, "Come and collect it after the duel." She
glared angrily at the five members of the Duanmu family, showing them no respect whatsoever.
The Duanmu family had sent five people, four men and one woman, and after some deliberation, they sent out another young man. The man's
muscles were deeply bulging, making him extremely imposing and powerful. He held a broad axe in his hand, the blade of which was more than half a man's height. He shouted
, "Duanmu Hong, I'd like to learn from the Nangong family's superior skills." Upon seeing the man challenge her, Ning Nan quickly wrote in Lin Fengyu 's hand,
"Mom's a little tired after her fight. We're outnumbered, so I'll go down and help. You stay hidden." Lin Fengyu nodded and
wrote in her hand, "Be careful. Don't rely on brute force; play guerrilla warfare." Ning Nan gave him a reassuring
smile, snuggled into his arms a couple more times, and
then appeared from the sky, calling out sweetly, "Sister Zi, I'll fight him!" The two women hiding in the clouds were clearly startled by the sudden appearance of a beautiful young girl. Seeing that Ning Nan's
cultivation was mediocre, they guessed she possessed some kind of concealment artifact and continued watching the fight without much concern.
The Nangong family was startled to see Ning Nan appear. Qin Bing hurriedly asked, "Nan Nan, why are you here?
Xiao Feng still needs someone..." Suddenly, she saw Ning Nan smiling brightly, her eyes still holding lingering spring fever. Ning Nan even raised
an eyebrow at the women, her eyes glancing towards the air where Lin Fengyu was hiding, and immediately understood. They were all overjoyed,
but they also knew there was a reason why Lin Fengyu hadn't shown himself, so they resisted looking up at the sky.
Lin Fengyu, seeing the women's expressions, was also unable to suppress his longing and wished he could rush down and reunite with them immediately. However,
because Nangong Zixia wanted to defeat the Duanmu family, and their trump cards hadn't been revealed, he couldn't show himself. He was filled with resentment,
all of which was focused on the two hiding in the clouds.
After observing from the air for a while, Ning Nan gracefully turned around, donned the Rainbow Cloud Robe given to her by Nangong Jianhe, and
entered the fray, wielding the Twin Moon Wheels. The Rainbow Cloud Robe was a pale yellow ancient-style long robe, with several cloud-like patterns on it.
The Twin Moon Wheels were a pair of crescent-shaped scimitars without hilts, each with a handguard in the center of the crescent. Ning Nan
held the Twin Moon Wheels firmly with her hands inserted into the handguards, displaying a heroic air, and clashed with Duanmu Hong, who wielded a giant battle axe
.
Duanmu Hong was a pure physical cultivator with immense strength. Ning Nan knew that Lin Fengyu was watching from the air and intentionally showing off, so
she moved nimbly and lightly, occasionally unleashing several wind blades from the Twin Moon Wheels. When she got excited, she even clashed with Duanmu Hong a few times, and her explosive
power was surprisingly not inferior.
Lin Fengyu had first witnessed Qin Bing's steady defense and counterattack, and then Ning Nan's fierce momentum. Indeed, neither of them
had wasted time in the past two years, and their cultivation had improved significantly. And the flowers raised in the greenhouse had undergone several difficult
trials in the past two years and were growing stronger. First Qin Bing, then Ning Nan, both had moments when they were at a disadvantage in their battles,
but they remained calm and their techniques were intact. They were acutely aware of their own strengths and weaknesses, and were also able to identify
their opponents' weaknesses in battle . For example, Qin Bing excelled in defense. When Duanmu Changhuan used his natal magic weapon and fell into a disadvantageous position, she remained calm
and composed, steadily holding her ground with her superior cultivation, ultimately exhausting her opponent's magic power to win.
Duanmu Hong, on the other hand, possessed immense strength and a powerful physique. He was unfazed by a few wind blades striking him, and in close combat,
he could hold his own against Ning Nan's explosive power. However, if they continued to fight head-on, he would definitely be defeated.
After testing each other for a while, both had a clear understanding of their opponents' strengths and weaknesses. Ning Nan was confident, her colorful cloud robe fluttering as she stood in mid-air
. She unleashed a series of wind blades from her twin moon wheels, which were then enveloped and disappeared without a trace by the robe. Upon seeing this, Duanmu Hong's muscles bulged
. He roared and swung his giant axe down with tremendous force, the axe emitting a ring of eerie blue light, its momentum unstoppable.
With a sharp cry, Ning Nan unleashed dozens of wind blades that suddenly appeared in the void, slicing down on the giant axe from all directions
and halting Duanmu Hong's attack. She swung her hands repeatedly, wind blades flashing through the air and striking the axe repeatedly
. Duanmu Hong, his face ashen, gripped the axe tightly with all his might, roaring as he cleaved down the wind blades. However,
the wind blades slowed him considerably. In truth, Ning Nan was already certain of victory at this point. She had the advantage in both magical artifacts and cultivation
. Duanmu Hong's axe was falling slower and slower until two clouds rose from her colorful robes and adhered to
the axe blade, preventing it from falling any further.
Ning Nan flicked her finger, and the Sun-Shooting Arrow shot out, aimed directly at Duanmu Hong's chest. Duanmu Hong tried several times to strike
, but the axe wouldn't come down. He had no choice but to deflect the arrow with the handle. The tables had turned completely. The wind blades from the Twin Moon Wheels
were relentless, occasionally punctuated by a few Sun-Shooting Arrows. Duanmu Hong struggled
to hold on, his giant axe creating a curtain of light. From the scene, it seemed Ning Nan was on the offensive, while Duanmu Hong was on the defensive; it was a contest of magical power.
However, seeing Ning Nan's ease and Duanmu Hong's desperate struggle, it was clear Ning Nan had won this round.
Suddenly, an unexpected change occurred. The Nascent Soul stage expert among the two hidden in the clouds made his move.
A large hand suddenly emerged from the clouds, swirling around Duanmu Hong, sweeping away the wind blades. The hand persisted, reaching for
Ning Nan.
Startled, Ning Nan felt the Twin Moon Wheels being pulled by an extremely strong suction force, flying out of her grasp. The little demon
woman, strong-willed and stubborn, refused to yield. She took a deep breath, gathered her magical power, and pulled back, trying to reclaim
the Twin Moon Wheels.
Although the giant hand snatched the treasure casually, a Nascent Soul stage expert was still no ordinary foe. Ning Nan managed to keep
the Moon Wheel afloat for the time being, but instantly all her magical power vanished, her chest throbbed with pain, and her face turned pale.
The giant hand, seemingly humiliated, flew into a rage and reached for Ning Nan again,
determined to snatch her away.
Suddenly, a loud shout rang out from the void: "Bullying the weak, shameless!" Lin Fengyu had previously witnessed the Nascent Soul stage expert
interfering in the battle and attempting to seize Ning Nan's magical treasure. He had refrained from intervening, sensing the opponent had shown restraint.
How would Ning Nan respond? As mentioned before, greenhouse flowers cannot grow into towering trees. Having the opportunity to experience
the power of a Nascent Soul expert in advance was a rare chance. Seeing the opponent pushing their luck, how could she possibly hold back?
The Nascent Soul expert felt a chilling, sharp thorn pierce his sea of consciousness, filling his body with intense pain.
A chaotic tremor accompanied the excruciating pain in his sea of consciousness, and he fell straight down into a daze. This was Lin Fengyu's newly
mastered divine sense attack technique, "Shocking Divine Thrust." After fusing several top-grade innate true yin, not only had his cultivation greatly improved
, but his divine sense had also become incredibly powerful, far surpassing that of cultivators of the same level. Divine sense is either strong or weak; moreover,
"Shocking Divine Thrust" condenses divine sense into a sharp thorn, already using strength to attack weakness, and the further condensation of divine sense made it even more formidable. One strike was enough to
knock the Nascent Soul expert unconscious, and he only managed to get up after falling to the ground, his legs trembling unsteadily
.
Lin Fengyu appeared from the void, raised his hand, and summoned the Twin Moon Wheels, saying, "Nannan, watch closely. This
way of using the Moon Wheels is even more powerful." He swung his twin blades, unleashing hundreds of wind blades. Instead of immediately attacking, he
gathered twenty crescent-shaped wind blades together to form a sphere of light. Each sphere compressed and shrank, then the compressed
force exploded, and the wind blades roared as they slashed towards the Nascent Soul expert.
The man's mind was in chaos, and he was greatly shocked. He hurriedly took out an ancient-looking ring and held it in front of him,
desperately channeling his magic power to defend. The ring whistled in the air, radiating a precious aura; it was clearly no ordinary item used to block Lin Fengyu's
attack. However, it emitted mournful cries under the fierce slash of the wind blades, shattering after only half of the wind blades had been neutralized
.
The man coughed up a mouthful of blood. Lin Fengyu, furious at his bullying of the weak and his attack on Ning Nan, showed no
mercy. The other half of the wind blades continued to slash down.
The man hadn't expected that the fight would turn into a life-or-death situation so soon after
it began; he felt that he had never faced such a perilous situation in his life. His hands moved rapidly, producing a golden shield and a bronze lamp. The golden shield shone brightly, and the bronze lamp emitted thin
flames to block the wind blades.
These two magical artifacts were of even lower quality than the previous ring, and were instantly shattered by the wind blades
. The remaining ten percent of the wind blades were too much for the man to withstand. It wasn't that his skill was lacking, but rather that he had been ambushed by Lin Fengyu's
"Shocking Thrust," and even now his consciousness was wavering, greatly diminishing his power. He had attacked Ning Nan first
, and Lin Fengyu's immediate retaliation was a fitting end.
Another person hidden in the clouds shouted, "Have mercy!" Accompanied by the mournful
sound of an erhu, it landed beside Lin Fengyu.
The erhu's mournful cries seemed to tell of a tragic tale. Lin Fengyu was momentarily dizzy from the music, staggering a couple of times
. He cursed inwardly, "Damn it, it's that kind of sonic attack again." He had been thrown into
disorientation by the Yin Sha Old Demon's Jade Bell before, and if he hadn't caught a glimpse of Qin Bing, he would have been defeated on the spot.
Now, with his greatly improved power, although he had caught the man, a Golden Core cultivator, off guard, it hadn't had much of an effect.
He didn't want to take the life of that Nascent Soul expert for the time being, so he waved his hand, withdrawing the wind blades and releasing the Binding Spirit Rope to tie the man up tightly,
hanging him upside down from a large tree.
The mournful sound of the erhu still lingered in his ears, and Lin Fengyu, annoyed by the disturbance, turned around to deal with the man.
Suddenly, he heard a tinkling sound of a zither. The zither music was crisp and melodious, full of joy, yet with a hint of sorrow, like a lonely woman in
her boudoir, complaining about her unfaithful husband.
The zither music immediately suppressed the mournful sound of the erhu. Nangong Zixia sat cross-legged on the ground, a zither resting on her lap
. The wood grain of the zither rippled, forming a natural magic circle, and a silver moon was carved at the tail. As she plucked the strings, she
said to Lin Fengyu, "Little Feng, I'll take over for now, you come down quickly." Lin Fengyu turned and landed beside her, saying
, "This guy is in the late Golden Core stage, his cultivation is higher than yours, be careful!" Nangong Zixia smiled at him to reassure him,
then lowered her head, closed her eyes, and focused on her enemy.
Qin Bing, Qin Wei, and Cao Huiyun surrounded them, their longing for each other etched on their faces. Suddenly, Lin Fengyu
felt that everything around him was no longer important. He recklessly embraced Qin Bing
and kissed her fiercely, refusing to let go no matter how much she struggled. Qin Bing was breathless from his kiss, and unable to resist, she could only shyly submit to his embrace.
However, being intimate with her lover in front of so many people was unprecedented, and she blushed deeply.
It felt like an eternity before they finally separated. For some reason, Lin Fengyu himself
didn't understand why he felt such unprecedented domineering power. He didn't look at Qin Bing again, but turned around and embraced Qin Wei, kissing her once
more, then Cao Huiyun.
With their elder sister watching, Qin Wei and Cao Huiyun didn't dare to be too arrogant, otherwise they would have already stuck their tongues into Lin Fengyu's
mouth. However, after so long of longing, their reunion was still filled with passion, leaving them breathless.
After kissing each of them intimately, Lin Fengyu finally embraced Qin Bing to watch the fight. Qin Bing was helpless against his unprecedented domineering nature
, yet she also greatly enjoyed this long-lost intimacy, so she could only half-heartedly nestle in his arms.
From within the mist, the mournful sound of the erhu could be heard, prompting Nangong Zixia's zither music to sometimes soar high and clear, sometimes low
and plaintive, yet always filled with joy. The music was the voice of the heart; although Lin Fengyu had no knowledge of music or
the art of sonic attacks, he could still clearly understand Nangong Zixia's feelings.
The erhu and qin music were locked in a stalemate when the person in the clouds called out, "I've long heard of Miss Zixia's unparalleled
skill in both the qin and sword. Duanmu Changkong is eager to learn from your prowess!" With that, a thunderbolt cleaved the clouds, and the lightning bolt fell directly towards Nangong Zixia.
Nangong Zixia stroked the qin with her left hand, while her right thumb flicked the hilt of the purple-green sword at her waist. The
sword, gleaming with a clear light, was drawn from its sheath, and a phantom of a purple phoenix appeared at its tip. The phoenix opened its beak wide, swallowing the lightning bolt whole. Her
movements, with the qin and sword, were graceful and elegant, like that of a celestial being. Lin Fengyu was completely mesmerized.
Suddenly, the qin music soared high and high, and the silver moon at the end of the qin emitted moonlight that reflected in the sky like water. The silver moon rotated, revealing a yin-
yang symbol. Nangong Zixia struck the strings three times in quick succession and shouted, "Duanmu Changkong, let's see
how you handle this piece!" The erhu suddenly blared, its music mournful, like a sigh or a weeping, filled
with sorrow and lamentation—it was "Night Rain on the Xiao and Xiang Rivers." Duanmu Changkong had come prepared. Music is all about
emotion; he had known beforehand that Nangong Zixia's yin and yang were in harmony, her power greatly increased, but he had also noticed that in their previous battles,
the erhu's music carried a mournful and lonely tone. Therefore, he had prepared this piece, "Night Rain on the Xiao and Xiang Rivers," for the erhu's sound is inherently poignant and sorrowful.
This only deepened his sorrow. If he could evoke Nangong Zixia's feelings of grief and loneliness, he would undoubtedly gain the upper hand in this battle of sonic attacks and seize the initiative
.
Nangong Zixia smiled slightly, pointing her right hand to the sky, causing the Purple-Green Sword to unleash three beams of clear light, once again deflecting Duanmu Changkong's
lightning strike. Her left hand played a melodious zither tune, like a woman's soft sigh, plaintive and restless
. This section of erhu music completely dominated the rhythm and emotion of the zither, gaining the upper hand.
Duanmu Changkong was overjoyed, and his erhu music became even more mournful, trying to suppress the zither music and make it merely a backdrop for the erhu
. Suddenly, however, a sense of joy emerged from the zither music, and as the joy intensified, it eventually returned to a state of calm. The zither
paused, then the same notes began again. Nangong Zixia's fingers moved nimbly, quickening the tempo as she sang: "Ten miles
of calm lake, frost fills the sky, every inch of my black hair grieves for my fleeting youth; I walk alone under the moon, longing for companionship, envying only the mandarin ducks, not the immortals." The first two lines were a soft
sigh of melancholy, suggesting sleeplessness; the third line seemed to offer a glimmer of hope; and the final line was one of overwhelming joy.
The piece was played a second time, suddenly changing to the erhu to match the first two lines. From the third line onward, it clashed with the zither's melody yet was difficult
to suppress, forcing a forced rise in the fourth line, completely driven by the zither's influence.
The erhu blared a high note, and with a sharp "clang," a string snapped. Duanmu Changkong, his face ashen, fell from the sky.
Duanmu Changkong's plan had been sound; Nangong Zixia's longing for Lin Fengyu made the erhu's mournful tone likely
to entice the zither to take over. But Lin Fengyu's sudden appearance, filled with the joy of reunion, filled Nangong Zixia with the thought of him returning. How
could she allow him to succeed again?
Nangong Zixia abandoned the priceless "Moonlit Zither," turning back to smile at Lin Fengyu. The mountain breeze
made her long hair and clothes flutter, like a fairy descending to earth. Qin Bing, in Lin Fengyu's arms, stood up and
pushed him from behind. Lin Fengyu pulled Nangong Zixia into his embrace and kissed her cherry lips with boundless tenderness...
Chapter
Thirty-Two: A Night of Passion at the Qin Family Shop
After a long while, the two finally separated, leaving the Duanmu family members standing aside.
Nangong Zixia smiled and said to Duanmu Changkong, "Brother Duanmu, would you like to continue the competition?" Duanmu
Changkong cupped his hands and said, "No need to compete anymore, Changkong concedes defeat. Elder Xin was very rude just now, I don't know..." Lin
Fengyu waved his hand to interrupt, "A Nascent Soul stage expert bullied a young woman who has only been cultivating for two years, not killing him is already
being polite enough. Detain him here for now, and let someone in your family who can speak for him come and take him away." Duanmu Changkong sighed,
"A defeated general has nothing to say." He cupped his hands to the crowd again, Duanmu Changhuan took back the Broken Mountain Seal, and they all flew
away.
The group returned home, each with their own joy. Lin Fengyu cooked a table of delicious and beautifully presented dishes.
Although the family was reunited, there were still some unresolved issues, and no one mentioned them much on this day. Perhaps everyone was a little awkward, and everyone
was trying to avoid the topic. Once inside the house, Lin Fengyu became the least influential person in the family.
Feeling indebted to the women, he eagerly took over all the housework.
That evening turned into a cultivators' family meeting, with Ning Nan excitedly recounting every
detail of the past two years. Lin Fengyu listened quietly, hearing their excitement at overcoming powerful enemies, their dejection at defeat
, their pain at injury, and their joy at achieving their goals…
Under the moonlight, Lin Fengyu carefully examined Cao Huiyun's hand, noting that her small intestine meridian had suddenly become a yin meridian, but he
was still baffled. He eventually explained the Yin-Yang Sect's legend about the jade yang root, purely
from a theoretical perspective. However, his statement, "I'm not entirely sure either; I'll try more later," instantly
sparked a barrage of criticism.
Nangong Zixia shifted the blame, saying, "Why do you have to try it on Sister Huiyun? You can
try it on Sister Bing too!" This made Qin Bing so embarrassed that she tickled her again. For the past two years, whenever Nangong Zixia had no choice but
to use her tricks against Qin Bing, she would resort to this tactic, and
Qin Bing would always pretend to be outmatched. The group laughed and joked around again. After a while, they returned to the main topic, and Lin Fengyu explained his insights from this advancement to everyone in detail. Their cultivation levels were
still shallow, and many things were difficult for them to understand, but simply remembering them would always be of great
use in their future cultivation—Lin Fengyu had suffered from the lack of guidance, relying on his own understanding for many things, and
his progress had noticeably slowed down after surpassing his master Liu Jin's cultivation.
The two years of seclusion had yielded so many insights; even Nangong Zixia, who hadn't practiced the Yin-Yang Great Technique, had gained considerable inspiration
, and everyone felt it was very beneficial.
The sky outside the window brightened; it was already the next morning. Nangong Zixia sighed, indicating she was sleepy. Before returning to her room, she asked,
"Xiaofeng, how much longer do you need to stabilize your current cultivation level?" Lin Fengyu understood her meaning: "My cultivation level is
stable enough, but I want to spend some more time learning new techniques.
How about we visit Big Brother at Blue Sword Manor in a month? Also, my training in the mortal realm can't stop. I need to go back to work at the company during this time to
catch up on the past two years as soon as possible." The atmosphere became awkward again after getting to the point, and she had to resort to Nangong Jianhe as a lifeline.
Nangong Zixia sighed again: "Okay, I'll send a message to Father first. Calling me 'Big Brother' so naturally, it's really
taking advantage of me. I'm too sleepy, I'm going to sleep!" With that,
she went back to her room. At her cultivation level, sleepiness was no longer an issue; she was clearly making an excuse to hide, wanting to
create space for Qin Bing and Lin Fengyu.
Qin Wei said, "We'll go to work together later, I'm going back to my room first." Seeing this, the other women also made excuses
to slip back to their bedrooms on the second floor.
Turning around, he embraced Qin Bing. The clock was already 7:30, time for work, and the two
felt a pang of regret at not being able to enjoy their long-awaited intimacy. However, there was plenty of time, so there was no rush.
"Sister Bing, I don't know how to face you! It's so difficult," Lin Fengyu said, his face full of worry.
Qin Bing remained gentle and tender: "Silly boy, you were seriously injured saving me, and they sacrificed themselves to save you
. I'm grateful to you beyond words. How could I blame you? Besides, a man should be responsible. You can go ahead and be with whoever you like
. Would I make things difficult for you?" Lin Fengyu's eyes lit up, looking at Qin Bing in disbelief: "Sister Bing,
you…" Her full lips pressed against his, and Qin Bing kissed him deeply, saying, "These are my true feelings.
I never intended to stop you, but you all avoid me. I can't very well tell everyone I don't mind
sharing Xiaofeng, can I? But I really don't mind, it's just that Nannan's situation is a bit awkward…" Lin Feng…
Lin Fengyu took a deep breath: "I understand. I'm a man, I should handle this kind of thing. Give me some time
to figure it out. These past two years of seclusion have been tough on you, sister." Qin Wei nestled against Lin Fengyu's chest and said,
"Having you by my side is like heaven, how could it be tough?" The two embraced tightly, time seemed to stand still
...
Back at the Qin family shop, Lin Fengyu was full of energy.
Two years had passed, and many of his colleagues had changed. Familiar old colleagues
were extremely surprised to see Lin Fengyu suddenly disappear, his legendary deeds were being circulated among both old and new colleagues. Of course, Yang Lifan's venomous gaze was also present.
Lin Fengyu chuckled inwardly, thinking, "Two years and you're still here, desperately pursuing Qin Wei, you're really something."
Lin Fengyu didn't care about any of that; improving himself was his top priority. He spent most of the day working until four in the afternoon
, very diligently completing a draft project proposal, feeling quite pleased with himself.
Unfortunately, on his first day back at work, the company boss gave him a hard time. Qin Wei slammed the manuscript
onto Lin Fengyu's desk: "Mr. Lin Fengyu, the company sent you for two years of training, and this is what you repay the company with
? What kind of document is this? Take a good look at it yourself, is it even usable? Change it, change it immediately, or you're not leaving work."
Lin Fengyu was baffled. Why was this woman suddenly so angry with him? Seeing his colleagues secretly watching, and Yang
Lifan's gloating and contemptuous expression, he couldn't save face and his face turned red.
Change it, huh? What could he do? He was just a lowly employee. He flipped through the document again and again, looked at it again and again, but there were no problems. Was
his ability really that limited?
Scratching his head, he racked his brains until the end of the workday. His colleagues whispered and pointed as they left. Sensing Cao
Huiyun packing up to leave the company, Lin Fengyu gave her a pleading look. He only received a shrug from Cao Huiyun, a
look of helplessness and undisguised gloating, but he didn't understand the meaning behind that last wink.
It was eight o'clock, how was he supposed to change this awful plan? Lin Fengyu had spent several hours making only a few minor, insignificant changes
. Qin Wei was still there, waiting for him to finish.
He couldn't fix it anymore; he'd accept the scolding, his skill level wasn't his fault.
He forced himself into the office, and Lin Fengyu froze.
The lights were only a third on, making it somewhat dim. Qin Wei, reclining on the sofa, was still wearing her black suit
jacket, but her shirt was gone, revealing most of her large,
erect breasts beneath the V-neck. Her straight, jade-like legs, previously flesh-colored, were now in black stockings, still unable to conceal
the dazzling whiteness of her smooth skin. The allure of the black and white combination was irresistible.
Lin Fengyu's Adam's apple bobbed heavily. Qin Wei, reclining on the sofa, displayed her perfectly hourglass figure.
Seeing Lin Fengyu enter, she propped herself up and beckoned with her finger.
As if possessed, Lin Fengyu stumbled towards Qin Wei. Before even touching her body,
a high tent swelled in his groin…
Qin Wei unzipped his pants, her nose gently inhaling his hard, dragon-like penis with boundless affection, then shyly lay
back down on the sofa. Lin Fengyu, aroused by her seductive allure, felt his penis throb uncontrollably and leaned down to pounce.
Qin Wei's feet, encased in black stockings, braced against him, saying, "Don't rush, stand still." Lin Fengyu,
unsure of her intentions, forcibly suppressed his burning desire, standing still, his urges uncontrollable.
Qin Wei raised her jade-like feet, clamping his penis like a honeyed orifice, her feet rubbing together incessantly. The smooth black stockings brought
a strange pleasure that made Lin Fengyu groan repeatedly…
This was the first time he had experienced foot fetish in stockings; the allure of those black-stockinged feet was irresistible to Lin Fengyu. The sheer
stockings were so smooth, and through the black seams, her neatly arranged, adorable toes were alluring, their rubbing against his penis
feeling no less pleasurable than a pair of delicate hands.
Qin Wei's technique wasn't very skillful; she couldn't touch all the most sensitive parts of his penis, and her inexperienced toes occasionally
caused Lin Fengyu's penis some pain. But the erotic scene alone was enough to arouse his lust, and he clenched his fists,
forcibly enduring it.
Qin Wei enthusiastically rubbed his penis with her feet, the burning heat making her feet tingle and numb, just
when it was becoming unbearable. Seeing Lin Fengyu's rapid breathing, she smiled charmingly, got off the sofa, put on her high heels
, and walked straight to the French windows. She pulled up her pencil skirt and draped it over her waist, bracing herself against the glass with both hands, bending over into an L-shape, her round,
full buttocks raised high. She gently swayed her round buttocks, the plump flesh stretching the black stockings to their limit,
as if they were about to burst open at any moment.
"Good little brother, I was so mean to you today, now I'm apologizing, aren't you going to punish me?" Qin Wei turned
around, giggling and seducing Lin Fengyu, her shapely buttocks swaying from side to side . How could Lin Fengyu possibly resist?
Lin Fengyu strode to the window and roughly pulled the black stockings apart. The seam in the middle ripped
open with a tearing sound, revealing a deep cleft in her buttocks; Qin Wei's panties were already removed. In the dim light,
the fleshy buttocks exposed through the black stockings were dazzlingly white. Her plump buttocks, with their high, rounded shape, spread wide apart
, revealing a pink vulva and a dark red anus in the center.
Lin Fengyu could no longer hold back. He dipped his erect penis in the vulva's juices and thrust it deep into
the plump, white head of his penis.
The warm vulva was already overflowing with fluids, its winding, bottomless passage seemingly endless. The folded honey
hole pressed against the penis with varying angles of force, while the penis, following the narrow crevice, moved
forward soaked in the rich honey, searching for the mysterious climax.
Finally, it touched the sensitive and tender flower core. Qin Wei's eyes were like silk, and her body, with its mysterious and alluring charm
, exuded a strange fragrance. The fragrance entered his nose, and Lin Fengyu couldn't help but slap her plump buttocks, making the flesh shake. Then, he grabbed her hips and pulled his penis out
hard. Before Qin Wei's scream had subsided, he thrust his penis in again with a heavy thrust, plunging it all the way in.
Qin Wei was sore and dizzy from these two heavy blows that her body was weak and her mind was in turmoil. Her trembling hands could not support her on the smooth glass
, and her upper body slid to the ground, making her plump buttocks protrude even more. Lin Fengyu was panting heavily, his waist like an electric motor,
frantically manipulating the fleshy bun and honey hole. He fucked Qin Wei until she was panting and moaning incessantly...
"Good brother, your big penis... how is it so thick... so long... every time, it goes in so deep..."
"My heart...it's in my heart. Hmm...it's so hot...your southern country is so hot, it's burning me...ouch,
it's hitting the inside again, my flower is going to...it's going to be ruined by you..." The rear entry position made each thrust deeper
and more powerful. Qin Wei was being fucked by Lin Fengyu to the point of ecstasy, as if her three souls and seven spirits had left her body. Her tense legs made
her honey hole tightly clamp the big meat stick, and the honey fluid slid out with the withdrawal of the meat stick, and was then absorbed by the black silk, which was extremely lewd.
Qin Wei suddenly groaned, and her intestines spasmed. Lin Fengyu knew that she was about to have an orgasm,
so he thrust even more hard without any tenderness. Each impact made the buttocks squeeze out and deform, and the dark red anus also
changed shape under the pull of the meat stick.
Lin Fengyu was panting heavily as he fucked her, unable to see the seductive look on Qin Wei's face
. His eyes were all on the black and white striped fat buttocks. In the dim light, Qin Wei's mysterious anus glowed like ruby,
covered by a layer of glistening oil, exuding irresistible allure.
Lin Fengyu, while frantically thrusting into Qin Wei, trying to bring her to a climax, extended his little finger to lightly touch her anus.
Unexpectedly, the anus opened slightly at his touch, creating a suction that drew his fingertip inside.
Qin Wei, on the verge of collapse, suddenly trembled violently, unable to stand, but fortunately, Lin Fengyu firmly supported
her. Her voice trembled, "There...there...it's too numb, ah...don't, don't touch my anus
...oh dear, I, I'm coming..." Lin Fengyu, slightly taken aback, realized Qin Wei's anus was extremely sensitive.
Ignoring her protests, he continued to push his little finger deeper into her anus, feeling the inner passage grip his finger like a whirlpool
, incredibly hot, with a layer of creamy, soft liquid that felt extremely comfortable on his finger.
Qin Wei screamed as she reached her climax, the gushing nectar hitting her glans with force, stimulating it
until it felt numb and tingly. Lin Fengyu knew he was also on the verge of ejaculation, so he took a deep breath and simultaneously thrust his penis and little finger in and
out.
Qin Wei, who had just reached her climax, felt her two orifices being occupied at the same time, and a wave of numbness washed over her body again
, especially her anus, which was unbearably itchy and numb from the little finger's thrusting. Knowing her body's sensitive areas like the back of her hand, she
was both ashamed and anxious to find that Lin Fengyu had discovered her most sensitive spot. The mischievous little finger was completely inside her deep
anus, turning left and right: "Little brother, please, please don't... please don't play with my asshole anymore. There,
ah, really... ah..." Another high-pitched and long moan escaped Qin Wei's lips as she reached her second climax. Her
protruding clitoris pressed against the glans, and her anus contracted tightly, gripping the little finger. Doused by the gushing fluid, Lin Fengyu
groaned, his semen gushing out and instantly filling Qin Wei's sweet, winding orifice...
Qin Wei's body went limp, and Lin Fengyu summoned a warm water ball. The two of them nestled together in the warm water
, washing each other's bodies.
Lin Fengyu had stripped off her suit jacket, leaving her ample breasts in his hands, kneading them incessantly. Qin
Wei breathed softly, "Brother Feng, do you like this?" Lin Fengyu nodded firmly, "Sister Weiwei is so alluring
, I've never been so excited before, so tempting..." Qin Wei snuggled closer to him, looking like a little
woman.
Lin Fengyu's hand moved downwards, grasping and kneading her soft, plump buttocks, and he couldn't resist lightly touching her anus with his finger
, causing Qin Wei to tremble again.
"Sister Weiwei, you're so sensitive here!" Lin Fengyu said with a wicked smile.
Qin Wei said shyly, "No, don't say it. It's so embarrassing." This was tantamount to admitting it.
Lin Fengyu's eyes lit up. Qin Bing's anus was like a forbidden zone. Apart from occasional kisses, there was only
a fleeting glimpse of its beauty during car sex. But her sister in his arms didn't seem to reject this feeling. On the contrary, she seemed to like it and
look forward to it...
Lin Fengyu suppressed his desire and decided to test it again. He picked Qin Wei up and placed her on his lap, saying,
"Sister Weiwei, I want more." Qin Wei said shyly, "My lower body is a little sore. You
were... too rough just now. Can I... help you with my mouth?" Lin Fengyu dispersed the water balloon and pressed Qin Wei down on the sofa, sucking on
her nipple: "Sister Weiwei, let your little brother take good care of you!" Her large, hemispherical breasts were perfectly shaped and
still stood high even when she was lying down. After being sucked and licked by Lin Fengyu a few times, Qin Wei was once again overcome with passion. At
an age when she should be like a wolf or a tiger, having tasted the sweetness 　　of love for the first time, how could she endure it after being suppressed for two years? Moreover, her alluring body
was overflowing with desire! The tender, white mound of her vulva felt full and substantial in her mouth, the mysterious love juice both fishy and sweet, 　　and each lick of the bud-like pearl sent shivers down the beautiful woman's spine. 　　The beautiful woman, who had once spied on Lin Fengyu and Qin Bing's lovemaking, felt a faint anticipation… 　　Lin Fengyu's mind, however, remained fixed on that delicate, tender chrysanthemum. Seeing Qin Wei's panting and aroused, his rough 　　tongue licked her perineum before taking her vulva into his mouth. 　　Qin Wei's limp body suddenly tensed, the intense stimulation causing her to stop breathing: He… 　　he really kissed my anus… so numb… so comfortable! He suddenly took it all in and sucked, even sticking his tongue 　　in to lick it… Oh my, now his tongue is circling around the entrance, I’m going to die, I’m really going to die, how can it 　　feel so good… 　　Lin Fengyu’s earlier thoughts were confirmed, and he was incredibly excited. The long-awaited love in his anus was finally about to be realized, 　　and the beautiful woman in front of him was clearly very aroused in her anus, even more so than in her vagina! Just a lick and 　　a suck, and her vagina was already gushing out fluid. 　　Lin Fengyu lifted Qin Wei’s round buttocks and carried her off the sofa, spreading her legs apart. Her tender anus pressed against 　　his glans, Qin Wei gently closed her eyes, her long eyelashes covering her eyelids, her rapid breathing making her two large breasts tremble 　　, both shy and expectant. 　　Lin Fengyu kissed her cherry lips: "Sister Weiwei, I'm coming in." Qin Wei's voice was barely a whisper: 　　"Gently, gently. It's the first time, you have to be gentle." Lin Fengyu spread his legs to hold her round buttocks in place, and 　　slowly thrust his penis into her anus. He felt an unusual tightness as his penis entered, gripping the glans. Qin Wei's breath 　　hitched, and her body trembled. 　　Lin Fengyu stopped, and whispered in her earlobe, "Sister Weiwei, does it hurt?" Qin Wei's breathing quickened.

After catching her breath, she pulled Lin Fengyu's face close and kissed him a few times. "It's...it's okay...it's a little numb..."
she said, then lowered her head shyly for a moment before continuing, "Good little brother, this is my first time inside, I want...to watch
you fuck my asshole, okay?" The beautiful woman's emphasis on her asshole delighted Lin Fengyu, and he
naturally had to fulfill such a request. So he reached under her armpits and pulled her upper body up. "Let's watch together. Little brother
also wants to watch his big cock fuck sister's asshole." His extremely thick and hard cock slowly slid into the tight "Jade Vortex Cream
" anus. The tender anus had a very strong suction force, and Lin Fengyu only
needed to thrust his waist accordingly; and the creamy, soft, and slippery surface required no lubrication at all.
The moment the glans broke through the anus and thrust deeper, Qin Wei hissed and gasped, her body
writhing uncontrollably, a numbing sensation like an electric shock coursing through her entire body. The thick, long penis
continued its relentless thrusting, as if trying to pierce her.
Lin Fengyu watched as the tight anus miraculously swallowed the large penis, while simultaneously observing Qin Wei's expression, afraid
she might feel uncomfortable. However, Qin Wei's face clearly showed more pleasure than discomfort. When the penis was fully inserted, her anus
felt as if it were on fire, and Qin Wei couldn't help but exclaim, "So big, so long, but it feels so good."
Seeing that Qin Wei quickly adapted to his gentle insertion, Lin Fengyu was overjoyed. He began to slowly thrust
in and out, the lubricating layer of cream making the movement extremely smooth. Each thrust was met with a tight grip from her anus
: "Sister Weiwei, your little asshole feels so good...so tight and deep, it feels like there are so many teeth
biting my big cock...it's so beautiful..." Qin Wei, however, felt no discomfort and was completely aroused:
"Good little brother, my asshole...has always been...the most sensitive place...both of my holes are
already...already given to you!" Their position was slightly awkward, preventing them from fully engaging in thrusting. Lin Fengyu flipped Qin
Wei over and made her kneel on the sofa, arranging her in a position where she was being fucked with her buttocks raised. Her perfectly shaped, hourglass figure
was on full display. Long, flowing hair cascaded over her left shoulder, and her large, hemispherical breasts hung like pendants. Her slender waist was
framed by round, full buttocks, and the deep crevice between her buttocks revealed a dark red chrysanthemum that spoke of unfulfilled desire…
The penis rubbed against her anus, arousing Qin Wei’s unbearable urge. She felt her empty anus need to
be filled mercilessly with a large rod: “Bad brother…you…don’t tease me…come in quickly…I want it so badly.”
Lin Fengyu, however, refused to give in, continuing to tease her anus: “Want what? Don’t you know, little brother?” Enveloped in lust,
Qin Wei was both ashamed and anxious: “Little brother…you’re so annoying…hurry, hurry up and fuck my anus with your big cock
…my anus wants it so badly…ah!” With the sudden insertion of the penis, Qin Wei screamed:
"Oh...so good...you're fucking me...it feels so good...big cock, fuck my
asshole harder...it's amazing, I'm...going to die of pleasure! I love...your big cock!" Her
firm, large breasts swayed back and forth, her plump buttocks appearing even whiter against the backdrop of her torn black stockings. As the penis
thrust intensely, Qin Wei cried out in pleasure, giving Lin Fengyu a feeling he had never experienced before—Qin Bing was so shy,
Ning Nan had such a strong oral desire; this was the first time he had fully enjoyed lovemaking, and the woman beneath him
was describing her physical sensations in such direct language, giving him a powerful sense of conquest.
Her highly elastic anus even made a "splish-splish" sound with the thrusting of the penis, and
her honeyed hole, unstimulated, gushed out nectar, so lewd.
The fierce thrusting lasted for a full hour. During this time, Lin Fengyu ejaculated once, but his unyielding penis
continued relentlessly pounding into her anus. Qin Wei had already orgasmed countless times, her voice
hoarse from screaming.
Finally, unable to withstand it any longer, Qin Wei could only beg for mercy: "Good brother, really... you can't fuck me anymore, you've swollen me up
." Lin Fengyu, in the throes of passion, reluctantly stopped.
Fortunately, Qin Wei offered her breasts and mouth, squeezing and sucking them. Her large breasts were as soft as butter and as smooth as silk.
Although her mouth skills were rather clumsy, Lin Fengyu was still aroused by her seductive charm, and his semen sprayed all over Qin Wei's face
, dripping down her rounded chin and onto her breasts...
Chapter Thirty-Three: Golden Feather Island
While Lin Fengyu and Qin Wei were on their way home, they received a message from Nangong Zixia: the Penglai Sect
had been wiped out, leaving no one alive.
At the same moment, all the major sects received the news, instantly stirring up a huge wave in the already delicate cultivation world. While
the five major sects were jointly investigating nine massacres, the Penglai Sect, which had only been calmed down for less than half a year, suffered another misfortune. Not only
were all the sects on edge, but the five major sects also lost face.
The two abandoned their vehicle and flew home, arriving in no time. The family sat together, their faces grave. After all, the massacre of the Tianquan Hall
was the first and most devastating nightmare they had ever experienced. The gruesome crime scene was still deeply etched in everyone's hearts.
Cao Huiyun, who hadn't yet witnessed the events, turned pale upon hearing the details.
Lin Fengyu spoke first, asking, "Zixia, why
didn't the five major sects start their investigation into the corpse demon we encountered at Tianquan Hall that night, focusing on the demonic and evil sects?" Nangong Zixia shook her head, saying, "They investigated. Three
Nascent Soul experts from the Heavenly Demon Sect examined the scene but found nothing. The corpse demon we killed at Tianquan Hall wasn't anything special
; we couldn't pinpoint the culprit." Lin Fengyu was puzzled, "The Heavenly Demon Sect, as a demonic sect, acts strangely, so how come they're listed among
the five major sects? Can they even trust what they say?" Nangong Zixia rolled her eyes at him, "Only
a blockhead like you would ask such a question. You really need to brush up on your studies. Nannan, you tell him." Ning Nan looked smug,
finally… Yu Zheng also looked at Lin Fengyu with the same disdain one might show a country bumpkin: "Demonic cultivators are demonic cultivators, Daoist cultivators are Daoist cultivators, Buddhist cultivators are
Buddhist cultivators, and evil cultivators are evil cultivators. Everyone's cultivation methods are different; they don't necessarily have to be enemies. The Heavenly Demon Sect, aside from its strange behavior
, why shouldn't they allow anyone into the five major sects if they don't do bad things? My dear Lin brother, the cultivation world isn't
what you imagine. Demonic cultivators and evil cultivators aren't enemies to everyone. Take the Evil Shadow Sect, for example; it's
a conflict of interest with Sister Zi's Nangong family, not a matter of good versus evil. Moreover, the hatred between the two families stems more from the Nangong family
's Thunder-Swallowing Sword Technique's restraint on the Evil Shadow Sect's techniques, which is why they consider each other mortal enemies." Lin Fengyu's face stiffened; he had thought Yu Zheng was...
Evil and evil cannot coexist. Ultimately, it all comes down to interests. The five major sects each compromised, forming an alliance to dominate the cultivation world
. As for righteous or evil paths, who cares whichever path you choose, as long as it doesn't harm my interests?
It's just like doing business.
The family chattered amongst themselves, but being confined to a remote corner of the south, they couldn't gather much information and couldn't reach any
conclusions.
Nangong Zixia stood up and interrupted, "Let's go, let's go to Golden Feather Island together. Zhengtian Pavilion is summoning all the major sects for
a grand gathering in three days to discuss this matter. Father wants us to go too." Golden Feather Island is quite a journey, and they've heard it's
filled with celestial energy and breathtakingly beautiful. It would be good for them to arrive early and broaden their horizons.
They boarded a spirit boat and flew eastward, with cultivators constantly passing by on clouds. Nangong Zixia displayed the Nangong family banner on the spirit boat
to identify herself. Several cultivators familiar with the Nangong family came to greet her, allowing
Lin Fengyu to meet quite a few people. After
a day and night of flight, a vast archipelago came into view. Jinling Island, nestled in the azure sea,
was shrouded in mist, its scenery beautiful and idyllic under the gentle sea breeze. As one of the five major sects, Zhengtian Pavilion
boasted numerous and thriving disciples.
Walking to the mountain gate and presenting his name card, he was immediately led into Zhengtian Pavilion by a welcoming attendant.
Many cultivators had already arrived, as such a significant event was highly valued by all sects
. The appearance of the Four Beauties of Tiannan immediately attracted the attention of many male cultivators. These four beautiful female cultivators, each possessing exceptional talent,
were like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with their own unique charm; who wouldn't want to be close to them?
"See that youngest one? The girl with the ponytail and big breasts. Yeah, that
's Ning Nan! I heard Duanmu Hong was beaten senseless by her." "What's so great about that little girl? Qin Wei is much
more charming. Look at those breasts, those legs, that butt. Just hugging her would be enough for a lifetime." "Bullshit! Miss Nangong
is already famous for her beauty. Can the other three compare?" "Haven't you seen the one next to her? Good heavens, her eyes are
so alluring! A few glances and you'll be completely captivated." "You don't know anything. If you ask me, Qin Bingxian is
the best. So dignified and virtuous. If you were to hug a little lamb in bed and fuck her until she screams with pleasure, that
would be truly wonderful." "Slap!" Lin Fengyu leaped up and slapped the last speaker to the ground . Hearing the surrounding whispers about his women, he was already disgusted. 　　How could he tolerate
such vulgar language?
Unfortunately, that person became his scapegoat for venting his anger.
A group of people were discussing the "Four Beauties of Tiannan" and Cao Huiyun when suddenly a clueless young man appeared and
started a fight. The fact that he dared to fight inside the Zhengtian Pavilion immediately caused an uproar.
"Who are you, kid? How dare you injure someone inside the Zhengtian Pavilion? What do you think this place is?" "That's right,
seize him and hand him over to the Pavilion Master!" "The Pavilion Master is too busy to deal with such a nobody.
Just hand him over to the Punishment Hall!" The group discussed animatedly, but seeing Lin Fengyu's skills, no one stepped forward.
The person who was knocked down was from the Murong family; he knocked him unconscious with a single blow
. They could join in the commotion, but in a real fight, they probably wouldn't stand a chance.
Several people on the Lingyun Tower in the main building of the Zhengtian Pavilion also noticed the situation. Pavilion Master Tian Yuanzi was stunned
. Where did this idiot come from? Fighting inside the Zhengtian Pavilion? Wasn't this just deliberately humiliating him? He waved his hand, summoning
the young Daoist attendant behind him, and ordered, "Go see what happened." Another
middle-aged man, with a square face and eyebrows like coiled dragons, frowned. Although the beaten Murong Hua wasn't an outstanding disciple of the family, he was still
a member of the Murong family. This public humiliation deeply displeased the patriarch. Behind him, a tall,
elegant young man asked softly, "Father, should I go down and teach him a lesson?" The middle-aged man was about to nod
when he saw Nangong Zixia grab the assailant and leave. He narrowed his eyes and shook his head, saying, "No need. The Sect Master will
have his say." The young man gritted his teeth, looking displeased, but dared not say anything more, stepping back behind him with his hands at his sides…
…
After dragging Lin Fengyu away, Nangong Zixia scolded him incessantly: “You idiot, you really are an idiot
! Do you know where you are? You think you can act like this? Stay put and don’t say anything, and definitely don’t lay a hand on me!” They hadn’t gone
far when they were stopped by a young Daoist boy sent by Tian Yuanzi. He bowed to Nangong Zixia and asked, “Junior Sister Nangong, may I
ask who this gentleman is?” Nangong Zixia respectfully returned the bow, “Greetings, Senior Brother Yuji. This is my friend, Lin Fengyu.”
Yuji stopped looking at Nangong Zixia and asked Lin Fengyu, “Fellow Daoist Lin, why did you injure
someone in my Zhengtian Pavilion?” Seeing Nangong Zixia’s expression, Lin Fengyu knew the newcomer was of high status and answered neither humbly nor arrogantly, “It was
because he spoke disrespectfully and insulted my family that I couldn’t help but teach him a lesson. Please forgive my rashness, Fellow Daoist Yuji.” He
then recounted what had just happened, naturally omitting the vulgar language.
Yu Ji remained noncommittal: "In that case, I will report the truth to the Pavilion Master for a decision. Fellow Daoist Lin, please refrain from causing any more trouble in the coming days
. Without the Sect Leader's order, please do not leave Golden Feather Island. Junior Sister Nangong, I must take my leave!" With that, he left on his own.
Lin Fengyu was utterly bewildered. Where I go is none of your business. Seeing Nangong Zixia looking dejected, she asked in confusion
, "What's wrong?" "You idiot, you're driving me crazy! Can't you even tell they're keeping you under house arrest?"
Lin Fengyu was startled. "Really? They're keeping me under house arrest for such a trivial matter? What does he mean by forbidding me from leaving
Golden Feather Island?" Nangong Zixia poked him with her finger. "My dear Lin Fengyu, this is Golden Feather Island
! You dare to make a move here? I don't know whether to call you incredibly audacious or adorably stupid. My father
has never fought anyone here, you know? What was originally a small matter has become a big deal because of your actions, which is slapping the Pavilion Master in the face
. Those experts, which one is easy to mess with? Do you think they're all as unruly as my father?"
Lin Fengyu said seriously, "It's not a small matter for me. If anyone dares to say such things again, I'll beat them up."
The women smiled secretly at his righteous appearance, after all, he was standing up for them, and they felt a sweet warmth in their hearts. Besides
, Nangong Jianhe would arrive soon; at most, he would apologize and that would be it. It was unlikely the Pavilion Master would go too far.
Nangong Zixia, extremely familiar with Golden Feather Island, acted as their guide. The five of them toured Golden Feather Island, enjoying the picturesque
scenery. To the left of Lingyun Tower was a butterfly garden, filled with exotic flowers, fragrant grasses, and countless colorful butterflies fluttering about. Nangong...
Zixia explained, "The Daoist arts of Zhengtian Pavilion are based on the Butterfly Dragon Technique. The dragon's might is invincible, and the colorful butterflies flutter about; the two
complement each other. This Butterfly Garden is where the disciples comprehend the Dao." Lin Fengyu chuckled, "The Butterfly Garden is for comprehending the
fluttering of colorful butterflies, so wouldn't the invincible dragon's might require a Dragon Garden?" Nangong Zixia looked at him with a half-smile, "How do you know
there isn't?" Lin Fengyu was stunned. Seeing Nangong Zixia's expression, he knew she wouldn't speak carelessly. He shook his head,
"The five major sects truly have profound foundations." The women strolled through the Butterfly Garden, colorful butterflies occasionally landing on their delicate hands or fragrant shoulders
, a sight that delighted Lin Fengyu. Just as they were enjoying the picturesque scenery, Nangong Zixia said, "Father is here; let's
go greet him." The group had just arrived at Lingyun Pavilion when they saw Nangong Jianhe walking side by side with a strong, imposing, and awe-inspiring
middle-aged man.
Nangong Zixia skipped over to Nangong Jianhe and curtsied. The middle-aged man beside him said in a booming voice,
"Brother Nangong, my niece's old injuries have fully healed, truly a cause for celebration." Nangong Jianhe stroked his long beard and laughed heartily,
"Brother Shangguan, you are too polite. Zi'er's injuries have fully healed, but I'm about to be tormented by her again." He was quite pleased with himself;
Nangong Zixia's defeat of Duanmu Changkong was already widely known, a matter of great pride.
After speaking, he took Lin Fengyu's hand and said, "Brother, it's been two years since we last met, and you are even more radiant than before. I am very pleased."
Lin Fengyu looked at Nangong Jianhe strangely. The one who was imposing at their first meeting, then became carefree, and now
spoke in such a refined and scholarly manner—he really didn't know which one was the real him.
The head of the Shangguan family, unperturbed, stepped forward and asked, "Brother Nangong, this fellow
Daoist looks unfamiliar. May I ask who this expert is?" Nangong Jianhe smiled and said, "Come, come, my worthy brother, this is the head of the Shangguan family, Shangguan
Wenyu. Brother Shangguan, this is my newly acquainted nephew, Lin Fengyu. Zi'er's injuries were healed
thanks to Brother Lin's efforts." A sharp glint flashed in Shangguan Wenyu's eyes, but he couldn't discern Lin Fengyu's cultivation level, and was greatly surprised: "
Brother Nangong, don't joke. I see this young brother is quite young; what ability could he possibly have to save my niece?" Nangong Jianhe
laughed heartily: "Brother Shangguan, don't be impatient; you'll know in time." Shangguan Wenyu stared at Lin Fengyu for a while
, then said leisurely, "It is said that before my niece defeated Duanmu Changkong, a master captured
Elder Xin of the Duanmu family in just a few moves. I wonder if this young brother was responsible?" Seeing that Nangong Jianhe did not answer, Lin Fengyu interjected, "
Elder Xin not only bullied a weak woman who had only cultivated for two years, but also launched a sneak attack. I had no choice but to launch
a surprise attack to subdue him and punish him lightly." Shangguan Wenyu shook his head, "Xin Huan has cultivated for three hundred years and can be
considered a person of outstanding talent. He is hard to beat in the early stage of Nascent Soul. The younger generation is formidable! No wonder Brother Nangong values you so much." Having recognized
Lin Fengyu's strength, they became more respectful in their words. Qin Bing and the other women
were delighted to be addressed as "Your Excellency" by the Shangguan family head.
As the three were talking, a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar with an imposing presence arrived in front of Lingyun Tower. Upon seeing Nangong
Jianhe and Shangguan Wenchen, he stepped forward and greeted them with a cupped hand, "Brother Nangong, Brother Shangguan arrived a step earlier. Your Excellency is late
." It was Duanmu Enci, the head of the Duanmu family.
As he greeted the two, he glanced at Nangong Zixia, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
Nangong Jianhe smiled and returned the greeting, "We two have only just arrived. Brother Duanmu, my daughter was a bit too rough the other day
, please forgive her." Duanmu Enci nodded and went straight to the point, "My niece's cultivation has fully recovered, like a phoenix soaring through the heavens,
congratulations! But why did she detain Elder Xin?" Nangong Jianhe continued, "Oh? Is that so? Zixia,
why don't you release him immediately and apologize properly to Uncle Enci?" Shangguan Wenchen watched him lie through his teeth, keeping
his mouth shut and looking at the sky, acting as if it were none of his business.
Nangong Zixia curtsied to Duanmu Enci and replied, "Uncle, please forgive my rash actions.
Elder Xin bullied the younger sister, and I had no choice but to act this way." Duanmu Enci raised an
eyebrow: "My dear niece, if this is true, my Duanmu family will punish him severely." The implication was clear: punishment was
a matter for the Duanmu family, none of the Nangong family's business.
Lin Fengyu, listening from the side, felt disgusted. A dozen pairs of eyes were watching—what did he mean by "if this is true"? Seeing Nangong
Jianhe staring at him with interest, and knowing that this concerned the Nangong family's reputation, and Nangong Zixia was involved, he couldn't simply stand idly by
. Besides, what did this have to do with Nangong Zixia? He replied bluntly, "Patriarch Duanmu,
I was the one who captured Elder Xin; it has nothing to do with Zi'er. As the head of the Duanmu family, your word is law. Why don't we talk
?" Since his power had greatly increased, and after testing his strength on Xin Huan, his confidence had soared. The four patriarchs of your family are only at the peak of the Nascent
Soul stage; even if I can't defeat them, I'm not necessarily afraid. Moreover, Nangong Jianhe is backing me up;
I have the strength and the help. It would be against all reason not to show off now.
Duanmu Enci stared at Lin Fengyu with eyes like lightning, concentrating all his pressure on him.
Lin Fengyu, however, looked around nonchalantly, seemingly oblivious, completely
ignoring him. Duanmu Enci's pressure surged like a tide, but because the North Star shone brightly in Lin Fengyu's dantian, this pressure
was completely useless. If he couldn't even withstand this, wouldn't he have wasted his cultivation? Having practiced at the Qin family's shop,
he knew some negotiation skills. Now was the perfect time to use these worldly skills to test the waters
.
Duanmu Enci, seeing his seemingly tangible gaze fall on empty space, knew the young man before him was not to be underestimated; his capture
of Xin Huan was no fluke. Unwilling to be outdone, he slowly said to Nangong Jianhe, "Brother Nangong, this matter
concerns my niece. Enci dislikes beating around the bush, so why not get straight to the point?" Nangong Jianhe feigned indifference
, "Brother Duanmu, you flatter me. This matter has nothing to do with my daughter, and I have no say in it. Brother Duanmu, why don't you
discuss it with my brother Lin? However, Jianhe believes that everything in this world boils down to reason." With Nangong Jianhe's
support, Lin Fengyu's courage swelled. He wasn't worried about himself—no matter how powerful the Duanmu family was,
if he couldn't defeat them alone, couldn't he run away or hide? It was just that the women around him weren't powerful enough, and he feared he might implicate them. With
Nangong Jianhe's support eliminating any worries, what did the Duanmu family have to fear?
Duanmu Enci laughed heartily, his voice shaking the heavens: "What a wonderful saying, 'Nothing can be overshadowed by reason.' Good, good!"
" This young man seems to possess extraordinary abilities, and Xin Huan's lack of skill is undeniable. Young man, why don't you draw a line?
I, Duanmu Enci, will accept." Just as Lin Fengyu was about to reply, a group of people descended from Lingyun Tower. The leader, Tian Yuanzi, the head of Zhengtian Pavilion
, bowed and greeted them, saying, "The three family heads have graced us with their presence; please forgive our lack of hospitality." Duanmu Enci
coldly snorted at Lin Fengyu. He dared not disrespect Tian Yuanzi, temporarily setting aside his conflict with Lin Fengyu
, and everyone bowed to Tian Yuanzi.
As one of the five major sect leaders, Tian Yuanzi didn't need to give too much face to the four great families. Besides, this gathering
was due to the massacre of the Penglai Sect. Zhengtian Pavilion, being a large and powerful organization, couldn't afford to be overly hasty in receiving so many
cultivators. Therefore, Tian Yuanzi remained in Lingyun Pavilion, waiting for everyone, and didn't come out to greet them. However, with Duanmu
Enci and the unfamiliar young cultivator making such a ruckus, and Nangong Jianhe secretly supporting the young cultivator,
Tian Yuanzi had no choice but to intervene. Tian Yuanzi's appearance at this moment was precisely because the two families were at an impasse; a real fight
would be bad for Zheng Tian Pavilion's reputation.
Tian Yuanzi gestured for them to enter, and the group entered Lingyun Tower. Nangong Jianhe took Lin Fengyu's hand
and said, "Brother, come with me. Zi'er, you accompany the other sisters-in-law." Those who could enter Lingyun Tower were all powerful
figures and their close associates. Nangong Jianhe brought two people: the chief elder Nangong Suisheng and
Lin Fengyu.
Most people didn't recognize Lin Fengyu. Tian Yuanzi and Yu Ji knew that this guy had just started a fight in the Zheng Tian Pavilion courtyard. The Duanmu and
Shangguan families also knew who he was. As for the masters of Fuyuan Cave, Fu Tianying, and the Biyun Sect Master, Fairy Yunrui
, they were all somewhat puzzled that Nangong Jianhe had brought a young man.
Nangong Jianhe then introduced the identities of those present to Lin Fengyu via telepathy. The man with the weasel-like face was Fu Tianying, and
the people from Fuyuan Cave were bat demons; the sweet-looking, slender-figured Yunrui Fairy of the Biyun Sect; the square-faced man with eyebrows
like coiled dragons was Murong Qian'gang, the head of the Murong family; and another familiar name was heard beside him—
a distinguished and handsome man, the heir to the family headship, Murong Yucheng—Nangong Zixia's former
suitor.
The group took their seats on the top floor of Lingyun Tower, a drafty pavilion overlooking the boundless sea
and the entire view of Jinling Island.
Duanmu Enci spoke first, "Please forgive me, Pavilion Master Tianyuan. I still have some matters to discuss with this young man. Please allow
me to speak first." Tianyuanzi nodded and said, "Sect Leader Gu Yuan of the Kunlun Sect and Sect Leader Yi Tianxing of the Tianmo Sect have not yet arrived.
We are just chatting here. Please make yourself at home, Patriarch Duanmu. Now that you've finished your business, I also have something to say to this young man." Nangong
Jianhe looked at Lin Fengyu with a half-smile, his eyes implying, "You're quite something, kid. Offending Duanmu Enci
wasn't enough; you've also offended Pavilion Master Tianyuan?" Lin Fengyu helplessly spread his hands and transmitted his voice, "Someone was speaking
rudely, so I hit them..." Nangong Jianhe curled his lip and replied with a voice transmission, "You're something else.
I haven't even hit anyone on Golden Feather Island." Duanmu Enci walked towards Lin Fengyu and said, "Fellow Daoist, how did Elder Xin resolve this matter?" "Let's settle
this once and for all." Lin Fengyu, no longer the timid and
intimidated man he was two years ago before Nangong Jianhe, spoke with neither servility nor arrogance: "Patriarch Duanmu, Xin Huan bullied the weak and even snatched a magic weapon from a vulnerable woman.
According to my reasoning, I request that the Duanmu family produce two magic weapons of equal quality so that Xin Huan can apologize to my Ning Nan
. Then I will naturally not make things difficult for her." Duanmu Enci's eyes flashed with lightning: "I wonder
what magic weapon a woman who has cultivated for two years could possess that would be worth Xin Huan snatching? Are you trying to insult my Duanmu family? This is going too
far!" Nangong Jianhe chimed in with a grin: "Of course, of course. Miss Ning uses my Nangong family
's Twin Moon Wheels." Duanmu Enci cursed Xin Huan inwardly. He had underestimated the situation. Of course, Duanmu
Changkong, as one of the parties involved, although he explained that Xin Huan bullied the weak and stole the magic weapon, he lacked experience and
didn't think that a magic weapon in the hands of Ning Nan, who had only cultivated for two years, was particularly powerful. —In the eyes of these powerful families,
the Four Beauties of Tiannan, apart from Nangong Zixia, were mostly only famous for their beauty.
Duanmu Enci naturally thought that this was the Nangong family using this as an excuse to cause trouble; what did it have to do with bullying the weak and stealing magic weapons?
Only now, when he learned that it was Lin Fengyu who had made the move, and that Ning Nan was using the Twin Moon Wheels, did he realize something was amiss.
It was already strange enough that the Nangong family suddenly had a powerful expert who addressed the family head as a brother, but for a little girl who had only cultivated for two years,
Nangong Jianhe actually gifted her the Twin Moon Wheels.
How famous were the Twin Moon Wheels? Let's put it this way: those above the Nascent Soul stage were somewhat weak with this magic weapon. But
for cultivators below the Golden Core stage, using this magic weapon made them almost invincible among their peers. In other words, this magical artifact, in
the hands of a Golden Core cultivator, can unleash the cultivator's maximum power, and even have an enhanced effect. The Twin Moon Wheels
have been treasured by the Nangong family for many years, and few people recognize them; it's no wonder Duanmu Changkong didn't recognize them.
Duanmu Enci mentally cursed Xin Huan and the entire Nangong Jianhe family: "Give it away to a little
girl who's only cultivated for two years? Bah! How could Nangong Jianhe do something like that!" But he also knew that someone of Nangong Jianhe's status would never
speak carelessly; if he said it, then it must be true.
However, as a guest elder of the family, Xin Huan, no matter how much she damaged the family's reputation, could not be ignored.
If the Duanmu family elders were allowed to be dealt with by outsiders, what would become of the family's face?
He gritted his teeth and said, "What's so difficult about my Duanmu family producing two magic treasures of the same quality? I just don't know if Fellow Daoist Lin
has the ability to take them." Lin Fengyu smiled faintly, "I have long heard that the Duanmu family's Yi Wood True Qi is unparalleled in the world, and I
am quite interested in giving it a try."

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