A Dream of Hunting Beauties in the Martial World (Complete) - 4

Chapter Two: Come and Snatch Me!

The Martial Arts Sect's martial arts contest for marriage was held after lunch, with the arena set up in the martial arts training ground in the backyard of the Martial Arts Sect—the Martial Wind Hall.
After lunch, more than a thousand people arrived one after another, significantly more than the day before. This was intentional on Dugu Ba's part, firstly to make the competition more exciting, and secondly to better select a grandson-in-law from among them. He knew that some lesser-known sects in the martial arts world had many capable disciples, and his purpose in holding this martial arts contest was to select three powerful grandson-in-laws to bolster his own prestige.
Among those who came, he already had several candidates in mind, such as Xu Qingyun of Tianfeng Fortress, Zhao Ziwei of the Divine Blade Sect, and Luo Huo of the Earth Alliance. He would be overjoyed if any one of these three became his grandson-in-law, and if all three became his grandson-in-law at the same time, he would be grinning from ear to ear even while squatting in the outhouse.
The Martial Arts Hall was indeed large enough that over a thousand people couldn't fill it. People standing around the arena didn't feel crowded, and the space between them was ample, so their movements weren't significantly affected.
The arena, almost the size of a volleyball court, was set up in the center of the hall. At each end of the arena, ten chairs were placed, and people were seated.
At one end sat Dugu Ba, the three Dugu sisters, the Antarctic Immortal, the Smiling Beggar, Feng Zilai, Dugu Ying and his wife, and Dugu Ming; at the other end sat Shaolin Yuanzheng, Wudang Jingxuzi, the two women of Mingyue Peak, the Earth Alliance siblings, Xu Piaoran and his son, and Zhao Ziwei. The last chair was empty—originally intended for Lei Feng, but she refused.
Dugu Ba's arrangement today clearly showed he didn't treat Xi Ping and his group as honored guests. If it weren't for the sake of their sworn brotherhood, Dugu Ba would have already kicked these ungrateful fellows out of the martial arts arena; why would he waste a seat on Lei Feng?
The most infuriating thing is that kid named Huang Xiping. He's incredibly handsome, but a complete good-for-nothing. He's useless in both literature and martial arts, and he's a show-off, a troublemaker, utterly ignorant, and shameless…
Sigh, Brother Lei, how could you have such a good-for-nothing grandson-in-law? It's truly a tragedy for Brother Lei! My two granddaughters! I don't know what kind of spell he's cast on them, but they've gone and started hanging out with him too? Sigh, my head hurts again.
The three Dugu sisters were all masked today, sitting in chairs like they were on a chopping block, completely at their mercy.
Dugu Qi had been scanning the crowd from the very beginning, but she couldn't find Xiping anywhere, which made her extremely anxious.
Xiping had already arrived, but she hadn't seen him. They were behind the crowd. Because Feng Hua and the other two women had difficulty moving around, even standing was a problem, they asked the Dugu family servants to bring over some chairs, and they sat far away from the arena behind the crowd.
Because Xi Ping hadn't slept last night and had gotten up early this morning, the boy actually fell asleep in his chair, just like he always did in the carriage. In his dream, he kept feeling the sea churning.
The crowd of heroes was noisy and eagerly awaiting the start of the martial arts competition, so they could show off their skills on the stage, beat everyone to a pulp, and then be the only ones left to marry the beauty—every hero of the martial world was dreaming a wonderful dream! Their faces were filled with longing and anticipation, their expressions eager to try, wishing that Dugu Ba would give the order, and they could immediately draw their swords, mount their horses, and charge straight to Huanglong Island, where they could fight the beauty for three hundred rounds.
Seeing that the time had come and most of the heroes had arrived, Dugu Ba rose from his chair and walked spiritedly to the front of the stage. He clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Heroes and valiant men, today I, this old man, will select a suitable husband for each of my three granddaughters. Any young man under the age of thirty may participate. The rules of the competition are: whoever is knocked off the stage loses, and the winner continues to accept challenges from the heroes below until no one dares to challenge them. Alright, I now declare the martial arts contest for marriage officially open—Qin'er, come out and meet all the heroes and valiant men." Dugu Qin stood next to Dugu Ba, removed the veil from her face, revealing a beautiful face, radiating shyness. The hearts of the heroes trembled at the sight, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, devoid of their souls.
After greeting the heroes, Dugu Qin returned to her original seat.
Dugu Ba shouted, "The first round is to choose a husband for my eldest granddaughter, Dugu Qin. All you young heroes, please come to the stage and show your skills! Please!"
With that, he returned to his seat, a smile on his face. He knew he would surely gain one or two young masters as his granddaughter's husbands today, thus increasing the Dugu family's strength.
The noisy scene suddenly quieted down. Although everyone was eager to try, no one seemed too embarrassed to be the first. They looked at each other, staring at each other, secretly thinking—"Go on, go on! You go first, then I'll follow, and then kick you off, hehe."
So, to everyone's delight, a burly man climbed onto the stage. He was a large, muscular man, looking every bit the farmer.
The quiet crowd erupted into a commotion again.
The man finally reached the stage and, in a booming voice, addressed the crowd below, "I am Black Gold, my 'Golden Bell Cover' is invincible! Who wants to come up and beat me up?"
A figure leaped onto the stage. The crowd saw a handsome, refined young man holding an iron fan. He said with feigned nonchalance, "I am Silver, come and learn from your skills, brother."
"Wow!" The crowd below burst into laughter. Black Gold and Silver? Damn it, they might as well be called cow dung and pig dung—who knows which dung has more energy? Come and see.
Black Gold mounted his horse and shouted, "Come here, I'll beat you up!"
Silver smiled and said, "Please, brother, experience my 'Thirty-Six Forms of Silver Fan Acupoint Strikes'."
He floated in front of Black Gold and began to perform the so-called "Thirty-Six Forms of Silver Fan Acupoint Strikes." His iron fan kept striking Black Gold's body randomly. It was more than thirty-six forms!
Black Gold swung his iron fists wildly, making the air whistle, but he could never hit the man in front of him—he was too slow.
Silver couldn't do anything to him either; striking his pressure points had no effect. This farmer's "golden bell shield" had sealed off all his pressure points. If you couldn't find the weak spot, it was like an iron fan
hitting an iron plate—the recoil would numb your own hand. In his anxiety, he became clumsy and disorganized. Black Gold seized the opportunity, lunging forward and knocking Silver to the ground. He punched Silver in the face, shouting, "You pretty boy, how dare you steal a woman from your grandfather! I'll beat you until your face is a pig's head!"
Black Gold punched several more times, until Silver was bruised, swollen, and seeing stars. Only then did he shout again, lifting Silver high above his head and throwing him off the stage with a loud "bang"—the crowd had already cleared enough space for one person to lie down.
Bai Yin finally got up from the ground after a long while, covering her face with her fan, and staggered out of the Martial Arts Hall like a shy beauty. The heroes immediately took the seats she had vacated—she was gone!
Si Gou, watching this farce from behind the heroes, naturally thought of his past fights with Xi Ping, which were almost identical to this one. If Xi Ping saw this, he would definitely cheer, because Xi Ping loved these kinds of chaotic brawls.
He looked at Xi Ping, who was still daydreaming in his chair, and found it utterly unbelievable. In such a noisy environment, how could this kid be sleeping so soundly! Hey, no matter what he does, this guy is superior.
When Si Gou looked back at the arena, a short, monkey-like youth had just stepped onto it. He looked at Hei Jin mockingly and arrogantly declared, "Big guy, your grandpa is none other than the handsome and dashing Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong!"
Hei Jin raised his fist, which was as big as Sun Wukong's head, and angrily retorted, "You brat, you haven't even grown your hair yet, and you're already trying to steal my woman! Watch me beat you into a pulp, then tear you into strips and feed you to the dogs!" He threw a punch straight at Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong, true to his monkey heritage, bounced around Hei Jin, causing Hei Jin's punches to miss completely. Finally, Hei Jin simply stood on the arena, panting heavily—he was done fighting!
Sun Wukong flashed in front of Hei Jin again, grinning and scratching his head. Enraged, Hei Jin threw another punch, but Sun Wukong lunged forward, grabbing his crotch.
Hei Jin screamed like a pig being slaughtered, "Grandpa, let go! Please let go! I... I give up! I don't want a woman anymore!"
His weak spot was there, and the crowd roared with laughter again.
Sun Wukong released Hei Jin, who, true to his word, lunged towards the crowd—naturally, another empty seat appeared. A scream of pain rang out, "Ouch!" Hei Jin's massive body was now on top of an ugly woman in her forties.
The woman yelled, "You bastard, no matter how beautiful I, Aunt He, am, you can't force yourself on me in broad daylight! Get up, get up, find me a nice place, I'll make you feel like you're dying of pleasure, I'll make you love me to death. Wow, your balls aren't small either..."
The crowd watched as the ugly old woman dragged Hei Jin by his crotch and forced him to stoop as he walked out of the Martial Arts Hall, then immediately trampled the slutty spot under their feet.
Just as Sun Wukong had driven away the Bull Demon King and thought he could finally spend his wedding night with Princess Iron Fan, a round ball rolled up from below the stage—it turned out to be a fat, short, stout man.
Sun Wukong said, "Who are you? How dare you try to steal my woman?"
The fat man with three chins replied, "I am Zhu Yijie."
Sun Wukong laughed, "Why don't you just call yourself Pigsy?"
Zhu Yijie said with a troubled expression, "I was originally called Zhu Bajie, but later I felt that there was nothing in this world worth abstaining from. After thinking it over, there was only one thing I had to abstain from, so I changed my name to Zhu Yijie."
Sun Wukong scratched his head in confusion and asked, "Oh? Which abstaining?"
Zhu Yijie said with utmost seriousness, "Abstaining from eating!"
The whole audience burst into laughter! Damn it, this guy was so fat that he had three chins, and there was no clear distinction between his neck and body. His whole body was a single, solid piece, and when he walked, his fat sloshed around. And he still called himself abstaining from eating?
Zhu Yijie ignored the laughter and curses of the crowd. He took out a large pancake from his clothes, tore off a bite, and chewed it with relish, making "smacking" sounds as he ate.
As he ate, he said, "Every time I think about quitting eating, I can't help but want to eat, so I feel even more determined to quit. Hmm, it tastes good." He quickly swallowed the large pancake into his oily belly.
Sun Wukong said impatiently, "Fat Winter Melon, have you eaten enough? Get lost after you're done!"
Zhu Yijie wiped his mouth and laughed, "Okay, I'll get lost now." His chubby body rolled towards Sun Wukong like a ball.
Sun Wukong leaped into the air, only to see the ball following closely behind. Suddenly, he turned around, feet in the air, claws pointing downwards, unleashing a barrage of claw shadows at Zhu Yijie. Zhu Yijie's rolling ball also unleashed a barrage of fist and foot shadows.
Thus, the fat and thin men exchanged blows in the air, each using their ultimate moves for about forty or fifty exchanges, before landing on the ground together. Sun Wukong scratched his head, while Zhu Yijie snorted.
The two rested for a long time after landing, and also stared at each other for a long time.
Sun Wukong screamed, and his "Monkey Clan Divine Claw" lunged at Zhu Yijie. Zhu Yijie snorted, and his "Pig Clan Soul" met him head-on. The thin and fat men collided and became entangled. Sun
Wukong scratched at Zhu Yijie like he was scratching an itch, while Zhu Yijie used his oily mouth to bite at Sun Wukong incessantly.
The crowd stared in disbelief—"Monkey Clan Divine Claw"? "Pig Clan Soul"? It really did look a bit like it! A monkey was scratching, and a pig was gnawing. Damn it, such martial arts actually existed in the world?! As
the two fought fiercely and relentlessly on the stage, a medium-sized young man with an angry expression leaped onto the stage and kicked the two men entangled on the ground, sending these two ugly men, who had been fellow disciples five hundred years ago and were destined to become monks because they couldn't find wives, flying off the stage.
Then he turned to Dugu Badao and said, "Master Dugu, my name is Liang Zongzheng. I couldn't stand these two fooling around on the stage, so I kicked them off before they could settle their differences. Please forgive me, Master Dugu!"
Dugu Badao smiled and said, "Young hero, your actions were righteous. What crime have you committed? May I ask which sect you belong to?"
Liang Zongzheng replied, "I am a disciple of the Tianshan Sect."
Dugu Badao said, "Oh? So you are a disciple of the Tianshan Sect. I've heard so much about you!" But in his heart, he thought, "Hear so much about you? What is the Tianshan Sect? A disciple of an unknown little sect dares to want to marry my granddaughter?!"
However, unexpectedly, this Liang Zongzheng actually used a set of "Tianshan Sword Techniques" to defeat the martial arts heroes who came up on stage one after another. At least dozens of people came up, but none of them could defeat him. They were all kicked off the stage within thirty moves.
This kid is one of the best among the best in the Tianshan Sect in decades. Could it be that my Qin'er is really going to marry him? Considering his decent martial arts skills, this result was barely acceptable—as Dugu Ba thought this, Liang Zongzheng knocked down several more young challengers, making those below hesitant to challenge him.
Just when Liang Zongzheng thought he was about to win, someone stood up from his chair—it was Zhao Ziwei?!
This filled Dugu Ba and Dugu Qin with elation—wow, Zhao Ziwei! The renowned second young master of the Divine Blade Sect!
Of course, this also caused the older and younger female martial artists watching below to cheer wildly. Although Zhao Ziwei wasn't the handsome type, his square face, robust physique, and signature smile were enough to make the young female martial artists and playboys in the audience swoon.
And Hua Xiaobo, upon seeing Zhao Ziwei appear, shouted "Brother Wei!"
Hua Xiaoman had already fallen for someone else, or rather, she simply didn't want to see Brother Wei appear. Sitting in her chair, though not asleep, she was resting with her eyes closed. Even when she occasionally opened them, she would only glance at the sleeping Xiping beside her, then smile slightly before leaning back in her chair with her beautiful eyes closed, ignoring everything happening around her.
Now, hearing Hua Xiaobo shout "Brother Wei," she remained unmoved. All women are like this; they fall in love quickly, and forget someone just as quickly.
Zhao Ziwei, with two large swords strapped to his back, clasped his hands in a fist salute on the stage and said, "I am Zhao Ziwei of the Divine Sword Sect, and I would like to ask you for a few moves."
Liang Zongzheng's heart skipped a beat. He knew this man was not to be trifled with. His imposing aura was evident, and now knowing he was the heir of the renowned Divine Sword Sect, one of the four great martial arts families, he dared not underestimate him. The arrogance that had just appeared on his face after defeating many people vanished, replaced by a solemn expression as he stared at the imposing man before him.
Zhao Ziwei, still smiling, drew a knife from his back and gestured for Liang Zongzheng to proceed.
Liang Zongzheng charged forward without hesitation, thrusting three swift and vicious sword strikes at Zhao Ziwei's face.
Zhao Ziwei retreated rapidly, his knife flashing down three times, each strike hitting the tip of Liang Zongzheng's sword, causing his momentum to falter. He then unleashed the "Divine Martial 108 Single Blade Technique," each strike powerful and forceful, leaving Liang Zongzheng only able to parry, unable to retaliate, his body retreating step by step.
Hua Xiaobo, watching from below the stage, was more excited than if he had been banging iron plates and bowls in his dreams. He had also learned this sword technique, but he could never achieve even a third of Zhao Ziwei's skill. In Hua Xiaobo's hands, the technique was merely acrobatic acrobatics, but in Zhao Ziwei's hands, it was virtually invincible.
He vowed to practice this sword technique even more diligently when he got home. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the soundly sleeping Xiping, thinking that if he saw Brother Wei's "Divine Martial 108 Single Blades," he would definitely be ashamed beyond belief. His so-called "Thunder Tribulation Blade Technique" was as bad as his singing. No! Even worse than his singing! He never imagined he would become Hua Xiaobo's brother-in-law. Sigh. Hua Xiaobo shook his head and looked back at the arena.
Liang Zongzheng was forced to the edge of the arena, about to fall to the ground. Startled, he let out a long roar and spun upwards.
As Liang Zongzheng soared into the air, Zhao Ziwei followed suit, their swords clashing in mid-air.
Suddenly, Liang Zongzheng's sword became incredibly flexible, coiling like a snake around Zhao Ziwei's blade. Zhao Ziwei's blade shone brightly, dislodging the flexible sword from its edge. Simultaneously, he kicked out in mid-air, sending the terrified Liang Zongzheng flying and crashing into the empty space the crowd had deliberately left for him—a fitting end. He had kicked someone else
off the stage when he first came up, and now he himself had been kicked flat on his face. Zhao Ziwei's prowess elicited waves of applause and shouts from the female warriors and maids below, which only subsided after a long while. His tall figure stood on the arena, his signature smile on his face, awaiting a challenge.
However, he was disappointed; no one dared to challenge him!
In truth, the assembled heroes knew that, setting aside his family's influence, his own strength was not to be underestimated. Even a simple set of "Divine Martial 108 Single Blades" was so powerful; if he were to unleash the "Sun and Moon Reincarnation Blade," wouldn't no one be able to stop him?
The heroes, weighing their own abilities, realized they were no match for Zhao Ziwei, one of the Seven Young Masters of the Martial World, and thus had no desire to embarrass themselves on stage, waiting for their next opportunity.
Dugu Ba was practically laughing his head off. He had only hoped to find a decent grandson-in-law, but instead, he had attracted such a perfect son-in-law! This was truly the proudest moment of his life. Thinking of his unfortunate brother Lei, he naturally felt a surge of pride—Brother Lei, oh Brother Lei, a hundred of your grandsons-in-law couldn't compare to me!
Dugu Ba laughed as he stood up from his chair and walked to Zhao Ziwei's side, saying, "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge Young Master Zhao... No? Very well, this old man now declares Young Master Zhao the ultimate winner, and he will marry my eldest granddaughter, Dugu Qin. Next, let's choose a husband for my youngest granddaughter, Dugu Shi! Please come forward!"
The crowd exchanged glances as before, but unexpectedly, a man stepped forward from the chair on the stage—Xu Qingyun of Tianfeng Fortress.
Xu Qingyun was a tall and elegant man, naturally more dashing than Zhao Ziwei, and also one of the four great martial arts families and seven young masters of the martial arts world. This made Dugu Ba even happier, and caused the group of chivalrous women below to cheer wildly. Of course, the result was that no one dared to step onto the stage to challenge him.
Zhao Ziwei and Xu Qingyun, two of the Seven Young Masters of the Martial World, stole the show today, much to the resentment of Dugu Ming, another of the Seven Young Masters. He almost forgot that today was a martial arts contest to find husbands for his three younger sisters, and nearly stepped forward to show off his skills. Suddenly, he thought, "Ha! If these two rivals in love marry my sisters, they'll be too embarrassed to compete with me for Mengxiang. Then I can have both beauties by myself! And two at once, hehe!"
Dugu Ba almost laughed his head off—"Hey, if the next one is Luo Huo, one of the Ten Great Disciples of the Earth Alliance, then I'll truly be set for life today." He happily announced that Xu Qingyun had won his granddaughter Dugu Shi, and then solemnly said, "Now, let's choose a husband for my second granddaughter, Dugu Qi—Qi'er, come and meet all the heroes!"
Dugu Qi, whose face was covered, seemed not to hear, her two bright eyes constantly scanning the crowd.

Chapter Three: Love Me and Me.

Dugu Qi sat in her chair, like an ant on a hot pan. She paid no attention to the fight unfolding before her. From the very beginning, her eyes were constantly searching the crowd below the stage. At first, she didn't see anyone from Xi Ping's side. Later, at the very back of the crowd, she saw Lei Feng, Lei Long, and others, but still no Xi Ping. How could she not be anxious?
Oh dear! Will this nemesis ever come? If you don't come, what am I supposed to do? If you have no feelings for me, why did you hug and kiss me in public? You stole my soul, and then you just casually went to sleep? Why do you torment me like this! I've given you my heart, you should know that, why don't you come out and take me away? Nemesis, where are you...?
"Qi'er, come and meet the heroes!" Dugu Ba had repeated this sentence for the third time, but seeing his granddaughter so distracted, he was very annoyed.
Dugu Qi finally snapped out of her daze and reluctantly walked to Dugu Ba's side, removing her veil to reveal her beautiful face to the crowd—wow! Of Dugu Ba's three granddaughters, this was the most beautiful. Who would win her heart?
Before Dugu Ba could even sit down, a tall monk in his thirties leaped onto the stage, causing a stir among the crowd.
Then, a lean, fifty-year-old man appeared, and the two faced off, leaving the Wufeng Hall members dumbfounded—a monk and an old man, also vying for beauty?
Dugu Ba, seeing this, was furious, but remained calm—the older one gets, the more tolerant one becomes; otherwise, a sudden stroke or a high blood pressure could lead to death, and one might even think they had plenty of blood.
Yuanzheng from Shaolin also clasped his hands and chanted, "Amitabha."
The crowd naturally erupted in cheers.
The old man said, "Monk, why aren't you chanting scriptures in the temple? Why are you running around snatching girls?"
The monk laughed, "Amitabha! As the saying goes, even though cats don't meow in heat, they still steal fish. I, the Eight Treasures Monk, though a shaved monk, am still a man! People say: food and sex are human nature. The Buddha also said: form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Today, I, the monk, am going to 'empty all desires,' haha!"
The old man said, "According to you, monks can also find women?"
The Eight Treasures Monk replied, "The Buddha said: it is only natural."
The old man laughed, "Then you have no hope. I don't think you can beat Master Yuanzheng of Shaolin. If he fights you, wouldn't you be stealing..." " Instead of doing something wrong, you've gotten yourself into trouble?"
Sitting in the chair, Yuanzheng hurriedly said, "Amitabha, forgive me, forgive me!"
The Eight Treasures Monk seemed a little worried as well, and said to Master Yuanzheng, "Hey, old monk, are you going to fight me?"
Yuanzheng's face turned red, even his bald head turned red, like a young girl's red veil. He chanted Buddhist prayers loudly while waving his hands and saying, "I dare not, I dare not!"
The Eight Treasures Monk turned to the old man with a smug look and said, "He's old and useless, and you're the same—old and withered, daring to block the Buddha's good fortune?"
The old man laughed loudly, "What? You're not convinced? Your grandpa, Tian Wanyou, the Soul-Searching Hand, is old but still sharp!"
"You two bastards, daring to run wild in the Martial Arts Sect? Get off the stage now!" Luo Huo walked out angrily, carrying his sword.
He was of medium height and strong. His appearance did not cause much of a stir among the heroes, but those sitting on the stage who knew his background were greatly shocked.
Babao and Tian Wanyou simultaneously glanced at the man who was about to steal Luo Huo's love, and were taken aback—although this man was not particularly handsome, his ethereal gait and imposing manner suggested he possessed some astonishing skill.
They exchanged a look, deciding to join forces to defeat this unexpected obstacle before deciding their own victory.
So, just as Luo Huo approached, the two launched their attacks from above and below, as if they had rehearsed them.
Tian Wanyou leaped forward, his sinister claws reaching for Luo Huo's face; Babao's tall frame charged towards Luo Huo, his iron fists striking his sides with incredible speed.
As the two approached Luo Huo, they felt a sweltering heat emanating from him.
At the same time, Luo Huo drew a bright red longsword, unleashing a flurry of fiery sword strikes across his chest and head, eliciting screams of agony from Babao and Tian Wanyou.
Luo Huo sheathed his sword, revealing four bloody severed hands on the ground—the ghostly claws and iron fists of Tian Wanyou and Babao!
Bleeding profusely from their severed hands, the two rolled on the stage, howling in agony. Dugu Ba immediately ordered his guards to carry them out for emergency treatment.
Yuan Zheng continued
chanting sutras. The assembled heroes remained completely silent.
This was the first major bloodshed of the day. To their astonishment, they couldn't even see how Luo Huo drew his sword, demonstrating the extraordinary skill he possessed. Even the many masters on the stage were moved.
No one dared to challenge him again!
Dugu Qi's face changed drastically. She kept looking around the crowd, but still couldn't see her beloved—Xi Ping was still asleep.
Seeing the critical situation, Du Sisi quickly woke Xi Ping. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "Sisi, I was having a good dream, and you woke me up. What's so important?"
Du Sisi scolded, "If you don't go up, Qi'er will be snatched away by Luo Huo!"
Xi Ping seemed still half asleep and said, "Oh, really? Then let him have it!"
Du Sisi stamped her foot and said, "If Qi'er is taken away by Luo Huo, I won't talk to you anymore!"
She had been watching Dugu Qi closely, so she knew her condition very well. She couldn't let Dugu Qi be sad or get hurt; after all, they were cousins.
Xi Ping jumped up from his chair, saying, "No way! This kid is too arrogant! How can he take my Sisi away too?" He picked up Du Sisi and walked towards the stage.
Dugu Ba then announced with a smile, "Luo Huo of the Earth Alliance has won and will marry me..."
"Wait!" Xi Ping's unhurried voice rang out from the crowd.
Dugu Qi looked towards Xi Ping in surprise. Everyone on and off the stage was focused on him and made way for him. There was a large group of people following behind him!
Damn it, it was this kid!
Some of the heroes recognized him—the man who had shown off his terrible swordsmanship at the banquet.
However, the women in the crowd, whether old or young, chivalrous or flirtatious, were all smitten with him, drooling and wishing the woman in his arms were themselves...
The martial arts masters on the stage were so angry when they saw him that they wanted to fight, but they had no chance. Zhao Ziwei and Xu Qingyun were already taken. Although Dugu Ming was a bachelor, he knew he couldn't compete with other men for his own sister. So, in the end, he could only grit his teeth in hatred, like the sound of mice gnawing at something in the middle of the night.
Dugu Ba felt as if he had been punched in the chest, so angry he almost vomited blood and couldn't catch his breath! What kind of world was this? His granddaughter was being held by that brat, and he even wanted to come on stage to snatch her away?
He shouted desperately, "Luo Huo will marry my..."
"Grandpa, you can't do this! There are other challengers!" Dugu Qi protested from his chair. Dugu
Ba suddenly realized that his granddaughter had fallen for this incredibly handsome good-for-nothing—good-for-nothing? Ha, how could I forget? Let Luo Huo teach him a lesson, break his arms and legs, even break his soul, and see how he can still seduce my granddaughter then! In this case, Brother Lei can't blame me anymore. Who told his son-in-law to be ignorant and ignorant? Well, that's it.
So Duguba returned to his seat with a smile.
That smile made people think that he was happy because Xiping stood up to challenge Luo Huo - yes, he was very happy, but he was happy because Xiping was about to be beaten up by Luo Huo.
Xiping came to the stage and lifted Du Sisi to the stage, and he also imitated Heijin and climbed onto the stage.
The actions of this country bumpkin naturally aroused the laughter of the crowd, and even the people on the stage laughed. No one understood that this person who did not know martial arts dared to challenge Luo Huo, who was highly skilled in martial arts.
Dugu Qi was also worried about him, and Hua Xiaoman and Feng Aiyu were even more worried about him. Lei Feng held the hilt of his sword tightly and was ready to use his sword to rescue Ai Lang at any time. Only Leng Rubing, Sigou, and Leilong behaved relatively calmly. They knew that this man who seemed to be incompetent in martial arts was actually extremely powerful in his bones!
Xi Ping carried Du Sisi to the empty chair that was supposed to be reserved for Lei Feng. Just as he was about to turn around, Du Sisi pulled him back, saying, "Be careful."
Xi Ping kissed her in front of everyone and smiled, "I still want you to give me a few more precious daughters." After saying that, he turned and walked towards Luo Huo in the center of the arena. When he reached Luo Huo, he asked, "Do you prefer to fight bare-handed or with a sword?"
Luo Huo looked at him contemptuously and sneered, "Whatever."
Xi Ping said, "Let's fight bare-handed! Swords have no eyes, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."
He immediately rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong and powerful arms, and struck a pose like a country bumpkin in a brawl, which made everyone burst into laughter. Lei Feng's side also felt embarrassed.
As usual, Xi Ping took advantage of Luo Huo's laughter and lack of vigilance to launch a fierce attack. His speed was much faster, but Luo Huo still easily dodged it and kicked out from the air, sending Xi Ping's massive body flying off the stage.
As Xi Ping's figure flew out, a shout rang out, and four or five figures shot towards him like arrows. The heroes scattered in panic, only to find Xi Ping lying straight on the ground, his eyes tightly closed.
Lei Feng, Lei Long, Si Gou, Leng Rubing, and Du Sisi all knelt down to check his injuries. Soon after, Lan Hua and Bi Rou, supporting Feng Hua and the other two women, arrived, followed by Hua Xiaobo with Xue'er.
As soon as Xue'er saw Xi Ping lying on the ground, she threw herself at him, crying, "Daddy, wake up!"
At this moment, the women were all crying and shedding tears.
Suddenly, Xi Ping, lying on the ground, opened his eyes, kissed Xue'er in his arms, and said, "My dear Xue'er, why are you crying?"
Seeing that he was awake and chatting and laughing, everyone knew he was alright, and their tears turned to anger.
Du Sisi said, "If I had known you didn't know martial arts, I wouldn't have forced you to fight in the arena. Alas, Qi Mei, we are powerless to help you." Du Sisi
couldn't help but look towards the stage, where she saw Dugu Ba walking out with a smile.
Dugu Qi, however, was sobbing uncontrollably in her chair. The moment Xi Ping was kicked away by Luo Huo, she cried out in alarm and tried to rush over to see what had happened, but Dugu Ba stopped her.
Dugu Ba happily announced, "Luo Huo will marry me..."
"Wait." Xi Ping had already stood up. He dusted himself off and muttered, "I need to improve my martial arts skills, otherwise people will always kick me far away when I'm not paying attention. It's really embarrassing for me, the King of Boxers."
"You're still being cheeky, making everyone worry!" Almost all the women said this.
Leng Rubing, however, recalled the first time she fought with Hell's Gate. Xi Ping had also been kicked to the ground under a big tree, and then he sat there nonchalantly watching her fight more than a dozen burly men. That guy!
Dugu Ba roared from the stage, "Huang Xiping, you've already lost! What are you going to do?"
Xiping pretended to look left and right, up and down, then feigned ignorance and asked, "Did I lose? Who said that?"
Ignoring the protests of the women, he climbed back onto the stage, turned, bent down, and carried Du Sisi onto the stage again. He took the Blazing Sun Blade from Si Gou and carried Du Sisi to a chair.
Zhao Ziwei, standing nearby, sneered, "You're not even worthy of using a blade!"
Xiping glanced at him coldly and said to Du Sisi, "Sisi, let me tell you something. My mother once told me that no matter what, I should never hurt a heart that loves me. Do you understand?"
When he turned again, a cold smile had appeared on his face, his eyes gleaming with a ghostly, ambiguous light.
In the eyes of the crowd, his transformed demeanor and aura made him seem like an incomparably handsome demon god.
The four dogs below the stage murmured, "Whether you believe it or not, I have to tell you that when he shows that devilish smile, his heart is filled with a sea of fighting spirit and power. At this moment, he is invincible!"
Leng Rubing believed his words.
Dugu Ba said in a panic, "You've already lost, you have no right to ask for another match."
Xi Ping coldly replied, "In my life, I have never been defeated—Luo Huo, draw your sword!"
Luo Huo had already sensed the different aura and momentum emanating from Xi Ping, and obediently drew his crimson sword.
Dugu Ba felt the powerful airflow between the two, knowing that further words were useless and the battle was inevitable, so he could only sit back in his chair. He couldn't understand why Xi Ping's aura had changed so drastically, yet now he exuded such a strong momentum.
Luo Huo had already drawn his sword and pointed it at Xi Ping, his face solemn.
Xi Ping slowly drew his Blazing Sun True Blade, assuming the "Soul of the Blade" stance.
Many of the heroes had seen this move before, and even now they found it amusing.
Hua Xiaoman asked worriedly, "Will he be alright?"
No one answered her; Lei Feng and the others watched the two on the stage with tense expressions.
Luo Huo's sword flashed with a crimson light, and the heroes suddenly felt the surrounding air become scorching hot, the temperature rising higher and higher.
Only Luo Cao knew that this was caused by the energy emanating from Luo Huo's upcoming "Blazing Fiery Cloud Sword." She was genuinely worried for Xi Ping. Although this man had no relation to her, his incredibly strong and handsome appearance would stir the heart of any woman.
However, she was also surprised to see that the strange, dark red sword in Xi Ping's hand was also emitting a sun-like light, and she could even faintly hear muffled thunder, which was becoming clearer and clearer.
Just as Luo Cao was still in shock, Xi Ping moved with lightning speed, and with his swift movement, thunder roared.
At the same time, Luo Huo, who was opposite Xi Ping, also shot towards him like a fiery cloud.
The two met halfway, and Xi Ping's tall body swung the powerful "Thunder Tribulation Divine Blade," slashing down like bolts of lightning in front of and above Luo Huo.
Luo Huo's "Blazing Fiery Cloud Sword" unleashed a wall of fire that blocked Xi Ping's lightning-tribulation blade attacks from above, yet Luo Huo was still forced to retreat by the powerful force of the attack.
Luo Huo had initially thought Xi Ping's blade attack would eventually exhaust itself, allowing him to counterattack, but Xi Ping's attacks grew increasingly swift and seemingly inexhaustible. Only then did he realize the dire situation; under Xi Ping's relentless assault, he was utterly unable to retaliate.
Several times he tried to escape Xi Ping's blade's shadow, but no matter how swift his retreat, he couldn't dodge the incoming strikes. He was forced to steel himself and parry, completely on the defensive.
To the assembled heroes, the two on the stage resembled two different colored fiery clouds, one chasing the other, while simultaneously feeling the deafening thunder, as if they were in a furnace.
On the stage, Luo Huo's retreating figure suddenly accelerated, the flames from his sword intensifying as he leaped into the air like a ball of fire, attempting to escape Xi Ping's relentless sword attacks and launch a counterattack. Once in
mid-air, Luo Huo spun around like a fireball, hurtling back down to the ground, while Xi Ping, who should have been on the stage, vanished. Luo Huo was terrified, immediately feeling a thunderous roar above him, the force of a sword pressing down like a mountain. He abruptly spun around again in mid-air, only to see Xi Ping's sword already descending upon his head.
It turned out that as Luo Huo leaped up, Xi Ping, drawn by the momentum of the sword, used "Lightning Foot" to advance, instantly overtaking Luo Huo and slashing straight down from above.
Startled, Luo Huo simultaneously raised both swords and their scabbards above his head, crossing them to parry Xi Ping's descending blade. The moment
the sword, blade, and scabbard clashed, a blinding light erupted, and a powerful aura and heat expanded outwards, forcing the assembled heroes to retreat several steps.
Luo Huo's chest trembled, his arms went numb as if electrocuted, and his body plummeted rapidly due to the immense pressure.
Moments later, the thunder and heat vanished simultaneously.
Luo Huo stood pale-faced on the arena, his limp hands gripping his sword and scabbard respectively. Xi Ping's Blazing Sun True Blade hovered two centimeters above his head, like a mountain pressing down.
Luo Huo had lost!
Xi Ping sheathed his sword, and a figure shot towards him—it was Xu Piaoran from Tianfeng Fortress.
He stared coldly at Xi Ping and asked, "Who are you to the Blood Demon?"
"The Blood Demon?!" The assembled heroes were shocked.
Several figures flew onto the arena, drawing their swords and surrounding Xu Piaoran—it was Lei Feng, Lei Long, Leng Rubing, and the Four Dogs. Even Hua Xiaobo followed closely behind, glaring angrily at Xu Piaoran—after all, Xi Ping was Hua Xiaobo's most admired person at this moment; who dared to touch his idol and brother-in-law?
Xu Qingyun and Zhao Ziwei also flew over, and just as the two sides were about to start fighting, Xi Ping glanced at Xu Piaoran, sneered, and walked towards Dugu Qi.
He picked Dugu Qi up from the chair and said resolutely, "Come with me!"
Dugu Ba didn't stop him.
Xi Ping turned to look at the two groups on the stage and said indifferently, "Feng'er, this is none of our business. Let's go back."
With that, he jumped off the stage with Dugu Qi in his arms, picked up Xue'er with one hand, and walked straight out of the Martial Arts Hall.

Chapter Four: You Say, I Say.

After Xi Ping and his group left, Dugu Ba came out and announced the final result, and prepared to hold a wedding for his three granddaughters the next day.
After that, everyone dispersed.
Dugu Ba led Dugu Ying and his wife, Dugu Ming, Feng Zilai, and Ouyang Nantian back to the inner hall of the Martial Arts Sect.
To be honest, although there had been a slight mishap today, Dugu Ba was more happy than anything else.
"What a domineering 'Thunder Tribulation Blade Technique'!" Dugu Ba exclaimed.
Dugu Ming asked in bewilderment, "He usually seems to know nothing about martial arts, how did he suddenly become so terrifying?"
Dugu Ba replied, "I don't understand either. I only know that this is the Thunder Tribulation Divine Blade, which was renowned throughout the land eighty years ago. It's your grandfather Lei's ancestral blade technique. Since your grandfather Lei's father, Lei Lie, created this technique, no one but Lei Lie has been able to master it. I never imagined it would be used by that brat. No wonder Brother Lei married his granddaughter to him; he certainly has excellent judgment!" However, now he's also my grandson-in-law—he added in his heart.
Ouyang Nantian sighed, "Brother Lei truly lives up to his reputation as our elder brother, capable of cultivating such a unique breed!"
Dugu Ming added, "Yesterday I fought that Si Gou, and it took me sixty or seventy percent of my strength to defeat him."
Dugu Ba stared at him for a while, then asked, "What martial arts did he use?"
Dugu Ming replied, "He used a golden spear. When we exchanged blows, his palm strike was incredibly powerful, concentrated, and unyielding."
Ouyang Nantian exclaimed in surprise, "That's Liang Biao's 'Overlord Spear' and Wang Meng's 'Heaven-Shattering Palm.' It seems that although their group is young, their martial arts are not to be underestimated. It's clear that Lei Feng and Leng Rubing's martial arts are at least as good as theirs; their overall strength is considerable!"
Dugu Ba said, "I originally thought that..." " Huang Xiping is just a good-for-nothing, and he loves to do nonsensical things, so I initially had some reservations about him. Now it seems he's not worthy of being my grandson-in-law, Dugu Ba."
Dugu Ming continued, "Grandpa, Sisi and Aiyu seem to have both been with him..."
Dugu Ba waved his hand to stop him from continuing, then said, "I know about that. I don't know what methods that kid used, but he's almost seduced my own granddaughters and granddaughters, and a whole bunch of pretty girls too. Sigh, young people are always so fickle!"
Dugu Ying's wife, Wu Xiuyun, suddenly said quietly, "I can understand them. That Huang Xiping is the most charming man I've ever met. When he was fighting Luo Huo, my daughter-in-law was completely smitten."
Everyone looked at her strangely, but she faced it calmly, as if saying those words was the most natural thing in the world. The crowd seemed to understand something as well.
Indeed, considering that some of the young girls and maids who had watched had fainted for him, one could see how irresistible his charm and charisma were; he could practically be called a woman's nemesis.
A woman's nemesis? Dugu Ming was greatly surprised—had the two women of Mingyue Peak also been bewitched by him?
Dugu Ming's worries were temporarily unnecessary. The two women of Mingyue Peak had not been bewitched by Xi Ping; instead, they had returned to their rooms.
At this moment, Baoyue asked Mengxiang, "Miss, why did that scoundrel seem like a completely different person when he fought Luo Huo?"
Mengxiang didn't answer her, but asked, "Baoyue, don't you think he resembles someone?"
Baoyue was puzzled and asked, "Resembles whom?"
Mengxiang said quietly, "I always feel that he gives me a very familiar feeling, but I can't remember who he resembles. Maybe I'll be able to grasp this feeling clearly later."
Baoyue asked again, "Miss, who is the Blood Demon?"
Mengxiang said, "Master has never mentioned this person. I know many people in the martial arts world, but I know very little about the Blood Demon. I only know that he was a notorious demon who shocked the martial arts world twenty years ago."
Baoyue pondered for a while and said, "Then... why did Xu Piaoran ask about his relationship with the Blood Demon?"
Mengxiang looked at Baoyue with a smile in her eyes and asked, "Who is he?"
Baoyue was stunned and said reproachfully, "Miss!"
Xu Piaoran paced back and forth in the room with a serious expression. Xu Qingyun and Zhao Ziwei in his room also looked solemn.
Xu Qingyun broke the silence, saying, "Father, you said he looks like our great enemy, Blood Demon?"
Xu Piaoran took a long breath and said, "When I first saw him, I felt a sense of familiarity. Now, recalling it, his figure is very similar to Blood Demon's, giving people a sense of mountain-like heaviness, and with an iron-like firmness in his steps. This is the strong impression Blood Demon left on everyone who saw him. However, his face shape is not quite the same. Blood Demon did not have his handsomeness, and he would never smile at anyone. I have never heard Blood Demon smile. His life is a cruel legend, just like his master, Blood Fiend True Monarch." The moment Huang Xiping defeated Luo Huo, he faced me, his eyes strikingly similar to those of the Blood Demon. Although there was an element in those eyes that I couldn't understand, it was clear that he had an unusual relationship with the Blood Demon!
Zhao Ziwei said, "Uncle Xu, do you think he's the Blood Demon's disciple?"
Xu Piaoran said, "He could also be the Blood Demon's son." Xu Qingyun asked
doubtfully, "Dad, is that possible? The Blood Demon's surname is Lin, and his is Huang?"
Xu Piaoran murmured, "I hope I'm wrong."
After defeating Luo Huo, Xiping, carrying Xue'er and embracing Dugu Qi, led the group back to "Drunken Abode."
Because many people hadn't slept well the night before, Lei Long, Bi Rou, Si Gou, and Lan Hua all went back to their respective rooms to catch up on sleep.
Hua Xiaobo was in good spirits, but the women wouldn't let him stay in Lei Feng's room, so he had nowhere to go and also went back to his "single's room" to sleep.
Lei Feng's room was packed with people.
Feng Aiyu and Hua Xiaoman were lying on the bed, while Xiping sat on the edge of the bed with Xue'er in his arms.
Four women sat around the table, staring at Xi Ping with looks of utter disbelief.
Xi Ping, joking with Xue'er, asked them, "Have you all stared enough?"
Leng Rubing retorted, "Can't you be serious for once?"
Xi Ping smiled and said, "Bingbing, come here." He patted the edge of the bed, gesturing for Leng Rubing to sit with him.
Leng Rubing said indifferently, "Are you planning something bad again?"
Xi Ping said maliciously, "Really not coming? Sisi, come here!"
Du Sisi hesitated, but Xue'er chimed in, "Mommy, Daddy's calling you over, Mommy, come quickly!"
Du Sisi blushed, lowered her head, and walked over. When she reached Xi Ping, he pulled her to sit beside him. Then, Xi Ping handed Xue'er to her, stood up, walked towards Leng Rubing, and carried her back to the bedside.
He lifted the beautiful Leng Rubing onto his lap, sat her sideways, and kissed her passionately, laughing, "Bingbing, is this proper enough?"
Leng Rubing was utterly embarrassed, burying her face in his chest, no longer displaying her usual cold demeanor! In front of anyone, she could maintain her composure and icy expression, but as soon as she faced Xi Ping, all her icy defenses shattered.
Lei Feng said, "Xi Ping, how did you suddenly become so powerful?"
Xi Ping arrogantly replied, "I was invincible all along!"
Dugu Qi retorted, "You still dare to say that? When you were kicked away by Luo Huo, people were so worried about you!"
Xi Ping sneered, "That was because I let him win! To show my true mastery, I always let my opponent have a move or two before a fight."
He spoke with great conviction; he would never admit to being kicked away, and even if he did, it would be that he deliberately let someone kick him away. If he hadn't held back, who could have kicked away this boxing god?
The women were caught between laughter and curses.
Leng Rubing was right. This person usually acted like a rogue or a child, shameless to an extreme, or perhaps utterly devoid of any sense of shame.
However, at certain moments, this same person also possessed an iron-like coldness and incredible power. Regardless of which aspect he embodied, he was irresistible to them.
Lei Feng laughed, "You took away Grandpa Dugu's beautiful granddaughter without even telling him. Aren't you afraid he'll be angry?"
Xi Ping said, "He's already angry, so what if he's a little angrier? My Qiqi isn't angry. It wasn't him I took away, so why would he be angry?"
Dugu Qi said with a wronged expression, "Who said I wasn't angry? I wanted to beat you up! Do you know how worried I was that you wouldn't come?"
Xi Ping protested, "You know I worked overtime last night and didn't sleep a wink. I just fell asleep at dawn when your cousin woke me up. Look, Sisi, isn't that right?"
Hearing him say that, Du Sisi naturally remembered dressing him that morning. She gave him a beautiful, resentful glare and said, "I didn't know."
Xi Ping's heart fluttered, and he really wanted to hug her and have a good time with her.
Dugu Qi asked, puzzled, "Overtime?"
Xi Ping explained with a smile, "I gave those four a good beating last night. Didn't you see that Ai Yu and Xiao Man were sleep-deprived and exhausted?"
Xue'er chimed in, "Yeah! Daddy beat the aunties up really badly last night. They kept screaming, so Xue'er couldn't sleep."
The girls burst into laughter.
Dugu Qi finally understood everything, blushing and giving Xi Ping a cold look before lowering her head in silence. What?! All night? Screaming non-stop? No wonder they looked so weak and listless; it was this rascal… Will I end up like them? Then… I won't go, it's too embarrassing!
"Ouch!" Xi Ping cried out, as Hua Xiao Man bit him on the side.
Xi Ping said, "Xiao Man, didn't you bite me enough last night? I didn't realize you were the youngest, but you're the fiercest. Tonight, I'm going to make you so weak you won't even have the strength to bite anymore, hehe… Ah! Xiao Man!" Naturally, he gave her another passionate kiss.
Leng Rubing laughed in his arms, her delicate body trembling, and said, "Xiaoman, kiss him a few more times."
Lei Feng said, "Xiping, Grandpa Dugu isn't very welcoming to us. Shall we go back to the escort agency tomorrow?"
Leng Rubing said, "Back to the escort agency?"
Lei Feng replied, "Where else can we go?"
Hua Xiaoman, the she-wolf on the bed, said, "Sister Feng, come back to our Changchun Hall!"
Lei Feng thought for a moment and said, "Alright! Qiqi, go back and pack your things first. We'll leave tomorrow. Xiping, you come with Qiqi too!"
Xiping asked in surprise, "Why? Don't you know that Old Man Dugu hates me the most?"
Lei Feng sighed, "Hate is hate, but we still have to say goodbye before we leave. Besides, you're his grandson-in-law now, so you have to go even more."
Dugu Qi said, "Maybe Grandpa doesn't hate you." Xiping
said helplessly, "Fine! But let me make this clear: if I'm not happy, I won't give face to anyone, I'll turn around and leave!"
After saying that, he kissed Leng Rubing in his arms again and again, then let go of her and climbed onto Hua Xiaoman, touching and kissing her, even not sparing the sleeping Feng Aiyu. Naturally, Du Sisi, who was holding Xue'er, was also kissed by him until she almost lost the strength to hold Xue'er.
Xi Ping got out of bed, walked to Lei Feng, and said, "My Empress, you've entrusted me with such a difficult task, won't you give me any encouragement or motivation?"
Lei Feng stood up, almost as tall as Xi Ping, and lightly kissed him on the cheek. Just as she was about to leave, he held her tightly, showering her with kisses.
After this dramatic encounter, Xi Ping carried Dugu Qi's slender figure out of the room.
Xi Ping and Dugu Qi walked intimately through the garden where the martial arts competition had taken place—Yan Dan Chun.
He saw Dugu Ming, Xu Qingyun, and Zhao Ziwei chatting with the two women from Mingyue Peak in the garden, and immediately felt strange—were these two women really that beautiful? Did Xu Qingyun and Zhao Ziwei really abandon their newly acquired beauties to woo these two arrogant women?
The five people in the garden also saw Xi Ping, but pretended not to see him, too lazy to pay him any attention.
Xi Ping chuckled inwardly—Fine, you ignore me, I'll just have to get involved with you and see what you can say!
He laughed, "Hey, you three handsome guys, still haven't won them over?"
Dugu Ming replied, "We're not as vulgar as you, always talking about seduction. We were just chatting casually with Miss Mengxiang."
Xi Ping said, "Oh ho, so innocent? Qiqi! You're such a failure as an older brother, secretly wanting to sleep with these two stinky women, but too afraid to admit it." He paused, then added, "Dugu Ming, you have quite a few rivals! Since you're Qiqi's brother, let me teach you a few tricks, how about it?"
Dugu Ming was seething with anger. Xi Ping had hit a nerve.
He had thought that after Xu and Zhao married his two sisters, they would clear a path for him to reach for the moon, but instead, these two were still creating a three-way standoff, only this time, they weren't fighting for power, but for beauties.
Damn it, he'd lost both his sisters and his army!
However, he remained ambitious, vowing to carve a bloody path through the Three Kingdoms' stalemate, reach the moon, and bring the fairy Chang'e back to earth. "Don't you even know who I, Dugu Ming, am?!" He smirked smugly, a self-satisfied air of arrogance on
his face. "Watch this!" Xi Ping kissed Dugu Qi passionately, leaving her weak, then released her, laughing, "Chasing girls is about being direct. You have to be a man, bold and decisive, seize every opportunity, and get it first. What good are you guys, following them around all day? You're utterly useless!"
The five men stared at him dumbfounded. Could there really be such a shameless person in the world?
Bao Yue's clear eyes were now filled with anger. Through her veil, she said, "Shameless!"
Xi Ping retorted, "I'll prove to you right now that I have teeth!" He bared his teeth and claws, like a hungry wolf pouncing on a lamb, but was blocked by three strong shepherds.
Dugu Qi hugged him from behind, saying, "Xi Ping, don't lower yourself to the level of those self-righteous women. Let's go!"
This pleased Xi Ping greatly. He pulled Dugu Qi out from behind, kissing her wildly, shouting, "Qi Qi, well said! I wouldn't even want such an arrogant woman! My Qi Qi is so much better, fragrant, sweet, and gentle."
He left with Dugu Qi in his arms. He came easily and left happily, leaving behind lasting anger.
Bao Yue wanted to tear his mouth apart, and his woman—even more unforgivable!
The three young masters, who were also his protectors, were naturally furious that the flower they admired had been spoken of as worthless. However, undeniably, there was a hint of joy amidst the anger—ha, thankfully he hadn't set his sights on those two flowers, otherwise wouldn't he have been fighting with them to pick them?

Chapter Five: The Secret of the Beauty.

Xi Ping thought Dugu Ba was going to give him a hard time, but to his surprise, Dugu Ba was overjoyed to see him, looking at him like a precious treasure, wishing he could shrink him down and hold him in his palm to slowly play with him, only then could he satisfy his love for him.
At this moment, Xi Ping felt as if he had become the moon in the sky. No! He was the sun in the sky, shining brightly on the earth, and the earth became extremely lovely because of his light.
Among them, the old man named Dugu Ba in front of him was a good example.
Look, under my light, Huang Xi Ping, he is radiant and kind-faced, how lovely he is, just like the Old Man Under the Moon—hmm, that's right, isn't the dark and cold moon where the Old Man Under the Moon lives bright and lovely because of the light of my yellow sun?
"Xiping, Xiping!" He was pulled back to reality by Dugu Qi's shout, and heard her continue, "Grandpa is talking to you!"
Really? How come I didn't hear that? Hmm, perhaps the old man's voice has become too gentle since he's become so adorable; I'll have to listen carefully.
Dugu Ba said, "Xiping, the wedding will be held tomorrow for you, Qingyun, Ziwei, and the three sisters. Do you have any objections?"
Xiping shouted, "Of course I have objections! Feng'er and I haven't had our weddings yet, and we've decided to go back to Changchun Hall tomorrow. The wedding will be held later. Qiqi will come with me." Dugu Ba
surprisingly didn't object, and said with some disappointment, "If that's how you want it, I won't force you." Xiping
smiled, "Grandpa, if there's nothing else, I'll go back."
Dugu Ba sighed, "Hmm!"
Feng Zilai pulled Xiping aside and said, "Boy, you'd better treat my daughter well, or I won't let you off the hook, understand?"
Xiping said, "Father-in-law, don't worry, I've always been..." Everything is fine, not to mention Aiyu is my woman?
Feng Zilai patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "If you are tired of living in Changchun Hall, take Aiyu and your group of wives to the Beggar Gang to see me, my father-in-law." Damn, your Yanfu is pretty good, but don’t call Aiyu a widow!
Xiping was greatly surprised and said: "Wow, father-in-law, can you say such a thing?"
Feng Zilai said awkwardly: "It's just like that, we are all men!"
Xiping said: "But you are doubting your son-in-law's ability!" Feng
Zilai smiled and said, "Okay!" I believe you. Xiping
said: "That's pretty much it." "
Then, he visited Ouyang Nantian and Dugu Ying and his wife, chatted with them for a while, and then said goodbye and went back.
Xiping did not expect that Lei Feng and Leng Rubing actually refused to be intimate with him. The reason was that they were too tired. If they slept with him again tonight, they would definitely not be able to get up tomorrow - they would have to travel tomorrow. And the two Fenghua girls could not do it either. The wounds from last night have not been healed, so how can they add new wounds?
Where can they sleep?
"You can't expect me to sleep on the floor again, can you?"
Lei Feng asked, bewildered.
Leng Rubing laughed, "Didn't you used to sleep soundly? Actually, the floor is a good place too. Just keep up your fine tradition!"
Xi Ping couldn't believe that even after this woman had become his Bingbing, she still wanted him to sleep on the floor. Where was the justice?
He said with a miserable face, "Bingbing, I won't touch you tonight, okay?"
Leng Rubing said, "No, you bad guy, you'll make us..." Suddenly realizing she didn't know what to say, she blushed and stomped her foot, "Make us... you know!"
Lei Feng laughed, "Xi Ping, go sleep in Sisi's room! I'll go with you and bring Xue'er over, otherwise you won't be able to do anything naughty."
Xi Ping picked her up and kissed her wildly, saying, "You're really my good Feng'er!"
Xi Ping hugged Lei Feng and walked to Du Sisi's room.
Lei Feng said, "Sisi, it's me and Xiping."
Du Sisi opened the door and let them into the room. Xue'er was still awake and called out from the bed, "Daddy, come here, hold Xue'er to sleep."
Lei Feng went over, picked her up, and said, "Xue'er, Aunt Feng will hold you to sleep, okay?"
Xue'er asked, "Daddy, will you sleep with Aunt Feng too?"
Lei Feng said, "Daddy will sleep with Mommy tonight. Xue'er, be good, we're leaving now. Aunt Feng will love Xue'er like Mommy does."
Xue'er cried out, "Aunt Feng, Xue'er wants to sleep with Mommy and Daddy too!"
Lei Feng suddenly felt a headache coming on and said, "Sweetie, if Xue'er sleeps here tonight, Mommy and Daddy will be unhappy. Does Xue'er want to be a bad child who makes Mommy and Daddy unhappy?" Xue'er
thought for a moment, turned her little face to look at Xiping and then at Du Sisi, and then said to Lei Feng, "Aunt Feng, Xue'er is a good child. Xue'er will sleep with Aunt Feng and won't be a bad child."
Lei Feng breathed a sigh of relief—finally, she had coaxed this little devil.
She smiled and said, "Xue'er is so good, let's go." She picked up Xue'er and went out the door.
Du Sisi locked the door behind her, then turned around to see Xi Ping staring at her like a wild wolf, his eyes conveying a meaning that any woman could understand at a glance
. She felt both shy and pleased, and lowered her head, speechless. Xi Ping lifted her face; it was a captivating face. The most alluring feature of this mature woman's face was her eyes, which held an endless melancholy that would inspire pity and protectiveness in any man who saw them.
He gently kissed her red lips and said, "I miss your naked body. I remember how beautiful you looked dressed, and I still remember every movement you made. Tonight, I want to see if you're beautiful when you're undressed."
Du Sisi's face darkened, and the resentment in her eyes deepened. She stammered, "Xiping, I don't want to be with you yet... I can't forget him, I..."
"What?!" Xiping gripped her shoulders tightly, almost losing control, and said, "Him? Who is he? Tell me, how many men are in your heart?"
Du Sisi held back the tears that were about to spill, and said, "Xiping, you... you're hurting me."
Xiping was startled and realized that he had really used too much force. It turned out that he really cared about this beautiful and resentful young woman!
He released Du Sisi, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I got too excited. How many men you have is your business, and I shouldn't have asked. Um, Sisi, move aside, okay?"
"What do you want?" Du Sisi saw him about to leave and stopped him without saying a word.
Xi Ping stared at her for a long time before saying, "This morning you said that if I wanted you, I wouldn't need any reason. But when I came tonight, you rejected me because of another man! I've always felt you were hiding a secret, and now I see. I'm going back. I don't belong here, do I?"
With that, he turned away from Du Sisi and walked out the door without looking back.
Du Sisi closed the door as if in a daze, her body sliding down the doorframe, leaning against the floor, tears streaming from her resentful eyes.
After leaving, Xi Ping, suppressing his heartache, felt a stinging sensation in his eyes. He wanted to turn back and hug Du Sisi, to say he didn't want to leave, but he left anyway.
He had his reasons. He knew Du Sisi didn't reciprocate his feelings. He couldn't be as forceful as he had with Leng Rubing and that ugly woman. He allowed himself to hug and kiss women indiscriminately, but generally, he wouldn't force a woman who didn't love him to be intimate with him—that was a fundamental principle of his.
Since Du Sisi loved another man, he had no reason to prevent her from loving someone else. He knew that if he forced her, Du Sisi would still give in, but would she be happy then?
She was already pitiful enough. Even though he, Huang Xiping, was utterly shameless and lecherous, he was still a man. He knew what a man could and couldn't do. Making a woman suffer wasn't his forte; it was better to just let her go. Although it would be painful and regrettable, a short pain was better than a long one, right?
Sigh, he'd thought she might have even a little bit of a crush on him, but it seemed he'd been delusional. Oh well, he'd find a place to sleep, and tomorrow he'd forget everything. Hmm
, he couldn't go to Feng'er and Bingbing's place. If they asked, what face would he have left if the disciple of this "master of love" had been rejected by a woman? He'd just spend the night at Ai Yu and Xiao Man's!
Xi Ping knocked on the door and waited for a long time before Hua Xiaoman finally opened it. Xi Ping complained softly, "Xiaoman, why are you so slow?"
Hua Xiaoman glared at him and said reproachfully, "I have trouble moving around!"
"Then let me carry you!" He closed the door, picked up Hua Xiaoman, and left.
Hua Xiaoman said in alarm, "Aren't you sleeping with Sister Feng? Aiyu and I haven't recovered yet, are you going to...?"
Xi Ping laughed, "Don't be nervous, I'm restrained. Tonight I just want to hold you and have a good dream. Don't you want to hold this handsome man like me to sleep?"
As he spoke, he got into bed, held the newly awakened Feng Aiyu in his arms, and put his other arm around Hua Xiaoman, moaning comfortably, "Luckily you didn't kick me out."
Hua Xiaoman's half body pressed against his chest, and she said, "Brother, who would have the heart to kick you out?"
Xi Ping suddenly kissed her excitedly, saying, "Xiaoman, you called me that so beautifully just now. Call me that from now on. Little Aiyu, call me that too?"
"Brother." Feng Aiyu's lips lightly touched Xi Ping's ear, and at this moment her nimble tongue was teasing his earlobe.
Xi Ping felt a mix of ticklishness and pleasure, and couldn't help but ask, "Little Ai Yu, do you want it again?"
Feng Ai Yu immediately pulled her lips away from his ear, saying timidly, "I won't dare." But her warm lips pressed against Xi Ping's neck the next moment.
Xi Ping was both amused and exasperated—this little girl, she was never well-behaved as long as she was awake.
He lightly patted Feng Ai Yu's bottom, and she scolded, "Don't hit my bottom!"
Xi Ping's hand lingered on her pert and elastic buttocks, gently kneading them, and asked, "Does it feel good?"
"Mmm!" Feng Ai Yu moaned, enjoying his caresses.
Hua Xiaoman also joined in the fun, pressing her lips to Xi Ping's thick lips, and the two exchanged a passionate kiss.
After they separated, Xi Ping said, "Xiaoman, I remember we fell in love with a kiss. You're so brave and sweet, no wonder I was so addicted to kissing you that day."
Hua Xiaoman retorted angrily, "Still talking? After you did that bad thing, you just abandoned her and ran away. I was sitting on the ground, completely weak, and you didn't even turn back to help me up. You bastard! I should hate you, but when you, you ugly old devil, carried Bingbing away from her, for some reason, I felt so wronged, I just wanted to cry."
Xi Ping said, "I was wondering why your eyes were so red and swollen that morning. Turns out you were crying for me."
Hua Xiaoman retorted, "Isn't it all your fault? I didn't sleep a wink that night, I was at your door as soon as it was light. When you came out, I thought you would apologize to her." I tried to say something, something comforting, but you ignored me and said you were leaving. When I heard that, my mind went blank. I just wanted you to stay. I was willing to kiss me or do anything to you, but you still ran away. That's when I realized I already had feelings for you.”
Xi Ping asked curiously, “How could that be? I kissed you forcefully, and I was old and ugly then. You didn't hate me, but instead fell in love with me?”
Hua Xiaoman said, “I don't know why. Maybe it's because your kiss was so passionate and gentle, and your embrace was strong but not rough.” Every woman loves a man's strength and gentleness. I felt that embrace, the kind of embrace a woman longs for, in your arms. Women always dream of leaning against a man's strong yet tender chest—something you men can't understand.” She continued, “In my heart, you're not really old and ugly, because I know you've disguised yourself. But I never imagined you were so handsome, so handsome that every woman's heart would race. When I first saw your true face at the banquet, I suddenly wished you would go back to being ugly, because I was afraid a man as handsome as you would attract many women. But you are an incredibly strong man. Women may admire handsome men, but what women truly love is a strong man. And you, in every aspect, are powerful. My brother, I love you!”
Xi Ping was somewhat moved and said, “I love you too. I also love many women. I dare not say I can give you all my love, but I dare say I truly like you and can give you all my joy. Sleep! We have to get up early tomorrow.”
Hua Xiaoman said, “Shall I kiss Xiaoman again?”
After kissing her, Xi Ping found that Ai Yu had already fallen asleep under his caresses.
The two smiled at each other and went to sleep.

Chapter Six: The Helplessness of Love

The next day.
When Lei Feng knocked on Du Sisi's door, carrying Xue'er, she found only Du Sisi alone and asked curiously, "Where is he?"
Du Sisi shook her head, silently took Xue'er in her arms, and tears welled up in her swollen eyes again.
Seeing that something was wrong, Lei Feng didn't say anything, turned around and left Du Sisi's room, knocking on the door of Feng Hua and the other two women.
Xi Ping opened the door. Lei Feng
said, "Weren't you with Sisi?"
Xi Ping smiled bitterly, "She said she has a man in her heart. Tell me, what right do I have to stay with her?"
Lei Feng was a little surprised, but didn't pursue the matter further, changing the subject, "I'll go tell them to prepare. After saying goodbye to the Dugu family, we'll go to Changchun Hall... Can Xiao Man and the others leave?"
Xi Ping smiled, "Don't worry about that. Just buy a few carriages. I'm a first-rate coachman!"
After everything was ready, Xi Ping and his party left "Zui Ren Ju" to say goodbye in the inner hall, taking Dugu Qi with them.
When it was time to say goodbye, everyone in the Dugu family was present except for Dugu Ming, who was too busy arguing over a love triangle.
Dugu Ba was naturally a little disappointed that he couldn't keep Xiping for a few more days.
Feng Zilai and his daughter Feng Aiyu were naturally reluctant to part. Feng Aiyu cried in her father's arms for a long time before going to Lei Feng's arms to continue crying.
Xiping took Xue'er from Du Sisi's arms, kissed her rosy cheeks, and said, "Daddy's leaving. Xue'er must listen to Mommy from now on."
Xue'er cried out, "Xue'er wants to go with Daddy too! Xue'er doesn't want to leave Daddy!"
Xiping pretended to be angry and said, "If Xue'er doesn't behave, Daddy won't want Xue'er anymore."
Xue'er cried, "Xue'er will behave."
Xiping said, "Good girl, Daddy will be back to Xue'er's side soon." He kissed her twice more and handed her back to Du Sisi.
"Daddy, you haven't kissed Mommy yet!" Xue'er reminded him, this was an important matter.
Xi Ping looked at Du Sisi, his heart aching. He pulled her close, gently kissed her forehead, and whispered in her ear, "Forget me."
Then, he released her, turned, and led his group out of the Martial Arts Gate.
Xue'er wiped Du Sisi's tears with her small hands: "Mommy, you're crying!"
As Du Sisi watched Xi Ping disappear from sight, she desperately wanted to let go of everything and chase after him, to let him take her away too. But did he still want her? If she hadn't refused him last night, she would be his woman now, and she would have left with him today. Now, however, she had lost him, or perhaps lost him forever. Would he ever turn back? He actually wanted her to forget him—how could she forget him? Didn't he know he had become her only support?
Thinking of this, Du Sisi felt wronged and secretly complained, "You said you wouldn't hurt a heart that loves you, so why are you hurting me? I can't forget that man because he is... but I can't forget you either! Xiping, how can you be so heartless? Are all men this heartless? You're just like him, Sisi hates you!"
"Mommy, when is Daddy coming back?" Xue'er's words interrupted Du Sisi's thoughts.
She composed herself and said, "If Xue'er is good, Daddy will come back to see Xue'er soon."
She was lying to Xue'er, and also to herself.
After attending her two cousins' wedding banquets at the Martial Arts Sect, Du Sisi also set off back to the Green Sword Manor. Because of the bandits she encountered on her way there, Dugu Ba was very worried, so he asked Dugu Ming to bring thirty or forty warriors to escort the mother and daughter.
In a few days, they returned to the Green Sword Manor.
Two young girls ran out of the manor to greet them.
The two girls were very beautiful, one of them even more beautiful than an angel.
Upon seeing them, Xue'er waved and cried out from Du Sisi's arms, "Aunt Mengmeng, Aunt Xiaoyue, hug Xue'er!"
The angelic-looking girl took Xue'er and asked, "Xue'er, did you have fun at your great-grandfather's house?"
Xue'er replied, "Yes."
Another girl said, "Big sister, why have you lost so much weight? You look terrible too! Brother Dugu, did you mistreat my big sister?"
Dugu Ming laughed, "Mengmeng, how could I mistreat my cousin? I don't know why, but she's been in a bad mood the whole way, and she hasn't eaten much, so she's become this thin and haggard. It breaks my heart to see her like this! Xiaoyue, won't you come and greet Brother Dugu?"
Dugu Ming secretly felt strange—Xiaoyue had grown into such a stunningly beautiful girl, yet she wasn't as enthusiastic as before. Two years ago, she would rush into my arms and act all cute whenever she saw me, this handsome guy. But after two years, she seemed so distant. Was it because she was shy from growing up?
Holding Xue'er, Xiaoyue said, "Brother Dugu, it's been so long since you've come to see Yue'er."
Dugu Ming laughed loudly, "I'm here now, didn't you miss me?"
Mengmeng said, "Who missed you? You're so vain! Our Xiaoyue already has someone she likes—don't you think so, Xiaoyue?"
Xiaoyue's fair face flushed slightly, and she said with a "protesting too much" expression, "No, not at all!"
Dugu Ming pretended to be disappointed and said, "Alas, it seems I have no chance."
He couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. His thoughts were mostly on Mengxiang, his sister from Mingyue Peak. Mengxiang had left the Martial Arts Sect the day after Xiping and the others left, which greatly discouraged him. However, there was also something to be happy about: Xu and Zhao, like him, hadn't won the hearts of their beloved.
These two rivals, having married his sister, were still relentless, determined to compete with him to the very end, showing him no respect whatsoever as his uncle! Damn it!
Mengmeng laughed, "You never had any hope anyway."
As they walked, Xue'er clapped her hands and sang in Xiaoyue's arms, "Butterfly, butterfly, the wind blows; the wind blows, the butterfly flies..."
"Xue'er, who taught you this song?" Xiaoyue asked excitedly.
Xue'er replied, "My father taught me."
Mengmeng and Xiaoyue simultaneously turned to Du Sisi, saying, "Father?"
A complex look flashed in Du Sisi's eyes. "His name is Huang Xiping."
"Huang Xiping? Big brother!" Xiaoyue exclaimed in surprise.
Dugu Mingqi asked, "Xiaoyue, really? That bastard Huang Xiping is your older brother? When did you suddenly have an older brother? Isn't Dahai your older brother?"
Xiaoyue replied, "Dahai is my second brother, Xiping is my older brother."
Mengmeng said incredulously, "There are many people with the same name!"
Xiaoyue said, "Only my older brother can sing the song Xue'er sings; he made it up himself."
Xue'er protested, "Uncle Sigou can sing it too!"
Xiaoyue was even more delighted, "There's definitely someone named Sigou in our village; he and my older brother often fight. Xue'er, where is your older brother?"
Xue'er was confused and said, "Aunt Xiaoyue, Xue'er doesn't have an older brother!" Xiaoyue had no
choice but to ask, "Then where is your father?" Xue'er said
listlessly, "Xue'er doesn't know."
"He's at Changchun Hall," Du Sisi replied.
She couldn't believe that Xiping was actually her junior brother and sister's older brother, but they didn't look alike at all! Although Dahai was also handsome, the two had nothing in common, neither in appearance nor personality. How could they be brothers?
"Changchun Hall?!" Mengmeng and Xiaoyue exclaimed in surprise.

Chapter Seven: The Moon Bird in the Hazy Light

. When Xiping and the others returned to Changchun Hall, Hua Chukai and his wife had already returned.
Generally speaking, Hua Chukai was satisfied with this son-in-law. Of course, the couple had some minor complaints when Xiping, Sigou, and Hua Xiaobo held a concert.
However, the main characters of the concert were their son-in-law and son, so they couldn't really say anything. They could only try to avoid it as much as possible. When they couldn't avoid it, they could only listen to these strange kinds of music. Whether it was good or not was another matter, but they found it amusing and treated it as a way to have some fun in their old age.
Hua Chukai specially allocated a large courtyard for them to live in, called "Lehua Garden".
Lei Long and his wife, and Sigou and his wife, did not want to live in the same courtyard as Xiping. They each asked for a large room—they could not tolerate the heart-stopping noise that Xiping and his women made every night.
Xi Ping's women originally each had their own room, but Xi Ping felt that this meant he would have to visit each other naked every night. So he ordered a large bed, big enough to accommodate more than ten people, to be built and placed in the largest room of Lehua Garden. He arranged all the women on this large bed, so he wouldn't have to run around so much every night. He could climb on top of whomever he wanted, or whoever wanted him.
All five women were extremely satisfied. They couldn't understand why this man seemed tireless and increasingly vigorous in this matter; it was simply incomprehensible.
In these days of debauchery, time passed by unnoticed.
Sometimes, Xi Ping thought about how mediocre his martial arts skills were, and he considered creating a few moves himself, so he wouldn't be kicked aside to cool off later.
During this time, Si Gou also became entangled with one of Hua Xiaoman's former maids, named Ying Cui. Although not as beautiful as Lan Hua, she still had a certain alluring charm.
As expected, Lan Hua ignored his romantic escapades and couldn't resist his pleading and sweet coaxing during their intimate moments. She even helped him devise a plan, enabling Si Gou to finally win the beauty's heart.
So, that night, the boy perfectly imitated Xi Ping's manner of having two women on either side.
While he didn't possess Xi Ping's astonishing assets and near-limitless abilities in this area, he was still quite strong compared to the average person, so he could always satisfy Lan Hua and Ying Cui.
However, afterwards, he was always too tired to move, frequently refusing to continue. But after resting, he would prove his prowess with the two women again, seemingly not satisfied with just two women and wanting to marry ten or eight more.
Meanwhile, Lei Long, who had always wanted to prove his innocence, stopped looking for other women and had no interest in them. His mind was solely focused on Bi Rou—this woman was incredibly jealous!
About half a month passed.
One day, a group of uninvited guests arrived at Changchun Hall.
When Xi Ping and the others came out, they saw Du Sisi and her daughter, Dugu Ming, a young man who looked somewhat like his father, a girl who looked like his mother but was much prettier, and...
Mingming?! Could she have brought that ugly junior sister to find me? Oh no, oh no!
"Daddy!" Xue'er ran towards Xi Ping as soon as she saw him, breaking free from Du Sisi's embrace.
Xi Ping hugged her and kissed her a few times, saying, "Xue'er, did you miss Daddy?"
Xue'er replied, "Yes."
At this moment, the two unfamiliar men and women walked up to Xi Ping, staring at him with tearful eyes.
The girl said, "Big brother, is it really you?"
Xi Ping was stunned, his heart filled with surprise and joy, saying, "Are you Xiaoyue? Are you Dahai?" No wonder they looked so familiar!
Xiaoyue threw herself into his arms and cried, "Big brother, it really is you! How did you become so tall and handsome? I didn't even recognize you. Last time I went home, Mother said you went to Yuanyang Escort Agency, but when people went to Yuanyang Escort Agency to look for you, they said you weren't there. I never thought I would actually see you today, big brother!"
The two siblings sandwiched Xue'er between them, and when Xue'er saw Xiaoyue crying, she also shed tears.
Xi Ping laughed, "Silly Yue'er, don't cry! Aren't you happy that your brother has become so handsome? Look, haven't you and Da Hai changed too? If you hadn't recognized me first, I wouldn't have recognized you, haha!"
Da Hai asked, "Brother, how come you're at Changchun Hall?"
Xi Ping glanced at Hua Xiaoman and said smugly, "I'm the good son-in-law of Changchun Hall. Do you understand now?"
Da Hai said, "I understand."
Xiao Yue excitedly asked, "Brother, you're the son-in-law of Changchun Hall?"
Xi Ping said, "Don't believe me?"
Xiao Yue said, "No, Yue'er is so happy! Brother, quickly introduce your sister-in-law to Yue'er!"
Xi Ping then introduced the five women from Lei Feng to them. When he introduced Leng Rubing, Xiao Yue'er's face changed drastically, and she exclaimed, "Brother, you can't have her!"
Xi Ping was confused and asked, "Why, Yue'er?"
Xiao Yue'er's face turned pale red and she said, "Yue'er saw her with an ugly and old man, and they were always hugging and kissing. That man even bullied Yue'er! Waaah!"
"What?!" Xiaoyue's words were like a thunderbolt to Xiping. His tall body could hardly stand up, and he just stared at Xiaoyue in disbelief.
Looking into those familiar yet strange, almost nightmarish, watery eyes, he suddenly understood why Xiaoyue was with Mingming, and he understood even more clearly that Xiaoyue was that ugly girl Xiaoxiao.
He actually... he actually committed incest with his own sister?
God! You are too cruel to me, Huang Xiping! If you want to punish this lecherous man, you can't do it in such a cold way!
"Big brother, big brother, what's wrong? Are you angry with Yue'er?" Xiaoyue shook Xiping's arms, which were holding Xue'er, with some force.
Xiping then seemed to wake from a dream, trying his best to control his emotions, and pretended to be nonchalant, saying, "How could I be? Big brother will never be angry with Yue'er, never in his life. Ah! Big brother has something to do and has to leave for a while. You stay here and talk to the sisters-in-law, I'll be back soon."
He handed Xue'er to Xiaoyue to hold, turned around and staggered out of the hall.
hope Ping returned to her room in a daze, threw herself onto the bed and burst into tears, pounding the bed frame with her fists. It took a long time for her emotions to gradually calm down. She got up from the bed and turned to go back to the hall, only to see Leng Rubing, who was also in tears.
He wiped the tears from his face and asked, "Why did you come back?"
Leng Rubing let the tears flow down her face without wiping them away, and simply said, "I was afraid something would happen to you. I know everything about you. I know Xiaoyue is Xiaoxiao. I know you're heartbroken. But think about it, if you hadn't done that, Xiaoyue would be dead!"
Xiping suddenly grabbed his head with both hands and cried out in anguish, "Stop talking! Please stop talking! Why did it have to be like this? Why Xiaoyue of all people? Why? Why?"
Leng Rubing threw herself into his arms, hugging his trembling body tightly, and said, "Xiping, don't be like this! I know you're in pain, but don't blame yourself too much. Blame Shi Zhusheng! It hurts me to see you like this."
Xiping roared, "Shi Zhusheng!"
But the next moment he realized that he was the real perpetrator. Although Shi Zhusheng had forced him and Xiaoyue to have sex, which was unforgivable, wasn't he even more unforgivable?
His heart ached more and more. He could never forgive himself for committing incest with his sister! How pure, beautiful, and lovely his sister would be if this hadn't happened! Once she finds out that the old, ugly man who took her virginity is her older brother, how can she face anyone to live?
No, God, you can't let Xiaoyue suffer like this! You can't let Xiaoyue know the truth! Absolutely not! Let this bastard bear all the pain! God, spare Xiaoyue…
Leng Rubing tenderly stroked Xiping's somewhat distorted handsome face, saying, “Xiping, don't think too much. What has happened must be faced. Let it be for now. Don't let them find out about you and Xiaoyue. They all love you. If they see you in pain and don't know why, what will they think? This can't be known by too many people. Wipe away your tears. I'll help you get ready. We should go now; your hair is messy…”
The main hall of Changchun Hall—the Hua Tuo Hall—began to erupt in commotion the moment Xiping left.
Xiaoyue chatted happily with her sisters-in-law. She couldn't believe her eldest brother was so successful, marrying so many beautiful wives, the most beautiful of whom was Leng Rubing.
However, this sister-in-law hurriedly left the hall with her brother as soon as they met. She couldn't understand how Leng Rubing had become her brother's woman. Wasn't she with that ugly old man? Where had that wretched old man gone?
Lei Feng and the other women also liked Xiping's beautiful younger sister. Indeed, the brother was handsome, and the sister was beautiful too. Xiaoyue's beauty was undoubtedly among the best of the women, except for Leng Rubing, no one could match her.
After hugging Dahai, Sigou ran over to Xiaoyue after only a few words, fawningly saying, "Xiaoyue, do you remember me?"
Xiaoyue pouted and deliberately said, "I don't remember."
Sigou puffed out his chest and introduced himself, "I am 'Golden Gunner' Sigou!"
The women chuckled at his smug look.
Xiaoyue exclaimed with sudden realization, "Ah! It's Sigou! I remember you released my butterfly and teamed up with Dafeng to beat up my second brother!"
Sigou hadn't expected her to remember these old grievances so clearly, and for a moment he didn't know what to do. He scratched his head, unsure where to put his hands, and muttered, "Well, well..." He couldn't finish his sentence.
Women's ability to hold grudges is truly unparalleled.
Xiaoyue was both angry and amused, and said, "Alright, I forgive you."
Sigou was deeply moved, and flattered her profusely, "I never imagined that you, who used to cry so much as a child, would grow up to be so charming, much prettier than my two wives."
Xiaoyue asked, "Sigou, you also have two wives? Which two?"
"Look, those two!" Sigou pointed to Lanhua and Yingcui, and Xiaoyue went over to greet them.
The whole hall was bustling with noise, everyone in high spirits.
Of course, there were two people whose moods were extremely low: the Du sisters.
Du Sisi was heartbroken because Xi Ping hadn't even glanced at her once.
Du Mengmeng, however, felt a sense of familiarity upon seeing Xi Ping, especially since his back and eyes were exactly like the man called Huang Niu. And his every action when he learned Xiaoyue was Xiaoxiao confirmed that Xiaoyue's older brother was Huang Niu—they were having incestuous relations?!
Xiaoyue also felt a strong sense of familiarity with Xi Ping, but she took it for granted—how could a younger sister not know her older brother? She didn't have time to investigate, or perhaps she simply didn't want to.
Du Mengmeng knew this was too cruel! She couldn't let Xiaoyue know this fact; it would be a fatal blow to her! She knew that although Xiaoyue didn't say it, she couldn't forget Huang Niu—her older brother, Huang Xiping.
After that incident, they returned to the Green Sword Manor without revealing anything. Although Du Qingfeng and his wife could tell that Xiaoyue was no longer the same woman she once was, they neither pointed it out nor inquired further.
Du Mengmeng thought that only she and Xiaoyue knew the truth, but now… things were even more complicated. What should she do?
When Xiping and Leng Rubing returned to the hall, everyone there was already chatting and laughing together. Xiaoyue
was laughing and joking with Feng Aiyu. Xiping, wanting to avoid Xiaoyue, went to talk to Dahai. The two brothers hadn't seen each other for many years, so naturally they had a lot to say.
When Xiping faced Du Mengmeng—also known as Mingming—beside Huang Dahai, he felt extremely uncomfortable, but he had to grit his teeth and accept her strange gaze.
Dahai told him what had happened since they last met.
It turned out that the couple who had taken them away all those years ago were Du Qingfeng and Wang Yufen of the Green Sword Manor, and Dahai was Du Qingfeng's only closed-door disciple, one of the Seven Young Masters of the Martial World.
Xi Ping recounted his experiences along the way, omitting many details, such as the scandalous affair and his time accompanying Leng Rubing to Changchun Hall.
Finally, he said, "Mother said you'd be very capable when you grew up, and she was right. Hmm, one of the Seven Young Masters of the Martial World, seems quite impressive."
Da Hai said, "Big Brother, you really showed your skill by defeating Luo Huo!"
Upon hearing this, Xi Ping almost forgot about his relationship with Xiao Yue, saying, "What's Luo Huo? When I was fighting, he was still wearing open-crotch pants!"
Seeing Du Mengmeng glaring at him, he immediately thought of Xiao Yue, his heart sank, and his head drooped. The slight pride he felt from Da Hai's praise of his fighting prowess vanished with his downward gaze.
Da Hai thought that although his older brother's appearance had improved a lot, everything else about him was the same as when he was a child. He laughed and said, "Big brother, you haven't changed at all."
Si Gou interjected, "No, everything has changed, except for his character and his tendency to cheat when fighting." He was still angry when he remembered being tricked by Xi Ping like a dizzy chicken when they returned to Huanshan Village.
Xiao Yue also left Feng Ai Yu and walked towards them. As soon as she got close, she threw herself into Xi Ping's arms.
Xi Ping held her like a hedgehog, feeling prickly all over, yet he couldn't bear to push her away. Forcing a smile, he said, "Yue'er, aren't you going to play with your sister-in-law and the others?"
Xiao Yue snuggled into his arms, saying, "Yue'er hasn't seen her brother in so long!"
Xi Ping gently, as if casually, pushed her away, saying, "Yue'er's all grown up now, still acting like a little child nestled in her brother's arms. People will laugh at her."
"Really?" Xiao Yue looked disappointed; she just wanted to snuggle against her brother's strong, warm chest.
"Wife, it's so lively here today!" Hua Chukai and his wife entered the hall.
"Hey, Chu Kai, that couple looks so familiar! Oh, I remember now, they really look alike!" Ouyang Zhen quickly walked to Dahai and Xiaoyue's side, his face beaming with joy, and said, "Excuse me, are you two surnamed Huang?"
Xiaoyue asked curiously, "Yes, how did you know, Auntie?"
Ouyang Zhen smiled and said, "Your parents are named Huang Yang and Chunyan, right?"
Xiaoyue said happily, "Yes! You know our parents?"
Hua Chukai laughed heartily, "Know them? He's my junior brother!"
Xiping shouted, "Father-in-law, my father is your junior brother?"
Ouyang Zhen said in surprise, "Xiping, you are also Junior Brother Huang's son." "Why didn't you tell us sooner?"
Xi Ping said, "Since you didn't ask, of course I didn't tell you."
Xiao Yue smiled and said, "Auntie, he's my older brother."
Hua Chukai suddenly laughed and said, "That's right, that's right, he should be your older brother. Sigh, just one word difference, and I couldn't even remember this little girl..."
Xi Ping hurriedly said, "Father-in-law, what did you say?"
Hua Chukai said, "Nothing, nothing! How are your parents?"
Xiao Yue said, "I went home three months ago, and my parents are both well, but they didn't mention you!"
Ouyang Zhen stroked her hair and said, "What's your name?" "
Huang Xiao Yue."
Ouyang Zhen said, "Your parents haven't heard from us since they left us nineteen years ago, and we all miss them. They have their reasons for not mentioning us to you."
Da Hai also formally met Hua Chukai and his wife.
Afterwards, the Hua family held a grand banquet to welcome the guests.
However, Hua Lei was not present at the banquet.
Xi Ping drank until he was unconscious, just like last time at the Yuanyang Escort Agency, and then lay on the table crying.
Everyone found it strange, but only Leng Rubing and Du Mengmeng knew the truth.
Leng Rubing, fearing he might say something inappropriate while drunk, quickly helped him back to his room with Feng Aiyu. Feng Aiyu dared not drink; she couldn't wait to leave the banquet.
The banquet continued.
After the banquet, Si Gou was helped back to his room by Lan Hua and Ying Cui.
Lei Long wasn't drunk; Bi Rou kept giving him warning glances, so he dared not drink more.
Huang Dahai and Dugu Ming also returned to the rooms arranged for them by the Hua family.
Du Mengmeng still shared a room with Xiao Yue.
Hua Xiaoman originally wanted to arrange another room for Du Sisi and her mother, but firstly, Xue'er insisted on staying with her father, and secondly, Feng Aiyu and Dugu Qi insisted that Du Sisi and her mother stay at Lehua Garden, and Du Sisi didn't object to this obvious arrangement. Therefore, Du Sisi and her mother moved into Lehua Garden.
In Du Mengmeng and Xiao Yue's room,
Du Mengmeng, not in the mood to drink, only politely clinked glasses at the banquet and didn't drink much.
Xiaoyue was somewhat drunk, her cheeks flushed like a sunset. Lying on the bed, she rambled incoherently, "Senior sister, do you like my second brother or my eldest brother? Ah! I know you've always liked my second brother. My eldest brother used to be skinny, but now he's strong and handsome. Yue'er likes him so much. Senior sister, where did that ox go? Didn't he come to Changchun Hall with Bingbing? Oh, right, it must be that after Bingbing came to Changchun Hall, she took a liking to my eldest brother and dumped that old and ugly bull. Yue'er is so happy! He can't hug and kiss Bingbing anymore. How dare he bully me! If I see him again, I'll have my eldest brother beat him up. I hate him so much... You damn bull, how dare you abandon me? I'm not ugly at all..." She was a little confused.
Looking at her infinitely beautiful drunken state and listening to her drunken ramblings, Du Mengmeng felt a pang of sadness, thinking, "Junior sister, forget that scalper! Only then will you and your elder brother not have to live in prolonged pain and torment. Right now, your elder brother is living in a state of remorse and regret. Only Bingbing and I know the torment and suffering he endures. We feel it as well, because I—since he is Dahai's elder brother, he is also my elder brother, Du Mengmeng's elder brother. Junior sister, I hope that when you wake up, you can forget that past event. That way, perhaps you will live a better life. The number of people suffering cannot be increased!" Du Mengmeng prayed for a miracle, but miracles are only a matter of chance, their occurrence rate is almost zero. But her kind heart was touching, perhaps heaven would give her an equally kind answer.
Xiaoyue was already asleep, seemingly hating and loving the same person in her dreams, love and hate intertwined in her dreams, and at the same time, intertwined in her destiny.
Xiping was truly drunk.
At the banquet, he only sought to get drunk, so he drank incessantly by himself.
He thought that getting drunk would allow him to temporarily forget everything.
He lay drunk on the large bed that had once brought him endless joy and pleasure, muttering something unintelligible, sounding like crying, pleading, or perhaps even cursing.
When Lei Feng and the other two women returned, they were heartbroken to see Xi Ping so drunk. Lei Feng
said, "How did Xi Ping get so drunk? He seems preoccupied today, unlike his usual carefree self. What happened?"
The women felt Lei Feng's words made sense; they also sensed something was wrong, but couldn't quite put their finger on it. Naturally, they couldn't answer Lei Feng's question, and Leng Rubing wasn't going to let them know the truth now.
It was always better to keep things quiet.
Leng Rubing said, "It's nothing, he just drank a little too much. He'll be fine when he wakes up tomorrow."
The women felt her explanation was too far-fetched, but unable to find any other explanation, they didn't bother to ask further. Besides, they had all drunk some wine and were a little tipsy, so they went to bed.
Leng Rubing couldn't sleep.
She thought that if Xiping didn't get rid of the burden in his heart, it would eventually crush him. Deep down, she hoped that Xiping would return to his former carefree and childlike self—suddenly, she felt that only this version of him was the most real and reassuring.
Dahai and Dugu Ming came to say goodbye to Xiping and the others the next day.
Dahai said he was going back to practice his so-called "Longevity Sword" in order to win the martial arts competition of the four major martial arts families next month. Du Mengmeng also wanted to go back to the Green Sword Manor with Dahai, but Xiaoyue insisted on staying. Xiping was in a terrible mood, so he didn't try to stop them, saying that they would meet again on the day of the competition.
As for Dugu Ming, although he didn't say why he was in such a hurry to leave, it was obvious to everyone that he had important business to attend to—he was off to steal the moon and fragrance. Du Sisi and her daughter couldn't go with him, so they naturally stayed behind as well.
After seeing Dahai and the others off, Xiping wandered aimlessly around Changchun Hall, but someone quietly followed him.
That person was Du Sisi.
She quickened her pace and came to Xiping, but he seemed not to see her, turning his back and continuing on his way. Du Sisi felt a sharp pain in her heart—how could he ignore her?
She walked up to Xiping again, without a word, and threw herself into his arms, crying, "You really don't want Sisi anymore?"
Xiping looked blankly at Du Sisi in his arms. She was much thinner than before, her face haggard, and her once resentful eyes now clearly showed sorrow.
His heart ached for no reason, and he slowly said, "Sisi, I'm upset. Can you leave me alone?"
"No, don't send Sisi away! If you don't want Sisi either, then no one will want Sisi!" She hugged Xiping tightly, as if afraid he would leave.
Xi Ping said, "Sisi, be good, or I'll get angry!"
"Sisi, listen to Xi Ping, let him have some peace and quiet." Leng Rubing's voice sounded behind Xi Ping.
Xi Ping said, "You're here too."
Leng Rubing didn't speak to him directly, but said to Du Sisi in his arms, "Sisi, don't overthink things. How could Xi Ping not want you? Go back first, okay? I'll talk to Xi Ping for a bit, and then I'll have him find you."
Du Sisi reluctantly left Xi Ping's embrace, glanced at them, and obediently walked away.
Xi Ping said, "Thank you!"
Leng Rubing said in a deep voice, "I know you're suffering, but what shouldn't have happened has already happened. No matter how much you torture yourself, it won't change anything. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about us. They don't know about your situation yet. If you continue to be cold and indifferent to them, will they not notice the change in you? You're not the Huang Xi Ping you used to be. You're now the man of six women, and they all love you and need you just as much as I do. If you're unhappy, they'll suffer even more than you. I don't expect you to let go of everything; I only hope you can bury what happened between you and Xiao Yue deep in your heart—I know it's hard to do, but I believe you can. You're not an ordinary person; you're a strong person! If you continue like this, it won't just be you who suffers, but also me, Feng Jie, Xiao Man, Ai Yu, Qi Qi, and Si Si, and even more people." After saying this, she gave him a deep look, turned around, and left.
After Leng Rubing left, Xi Ping was filled with thoughts.
Yes, what's done is done, and there's no going back. He had already wronged Xiao Yue; did he have to wrong the other women too?
Bingbing is right, we can't let more people suffer. If this continues, they'll notice my change, and how will I answer their questions? Should I tell them I'm heartbroken because I took my sister's virginity?
No matter what, I can't let them know about Xiaoyue and me.
In front of them, I must act the same as before—the same scoundrel, the same shamelessness, the same debauchery…

Chapter Eight: Dancing with Wolves

In Lehua Garden, besides one extra-large room, there were eight smaller rooms, originally intended for each person.
Leng Rubing and Lei Feng shared a room. Because Leng Rubing was used to cuddling people to sleep, if Xi Ping wasn't there, Lei Feng would take his place, letting the sleeping Leng Rubing cuddle and grope her. When the two women couldn't bear it anymore, they would call Xi Ping over to violate them again.
Since a large bed was placed in the main room, the five women stopped going back to their own rooms, spending every night passionately with Xi Ping.
But tonight, they returned to their respective rooms because Xi Ping said he wanted to watch his Si Si dance in the soft glow of the lamplight on this beautiful night.
The women were all indignant on Du Si Si's behalf and were now willing to let her have Xi Ping all to herself for the night—hopefully she wouldn't kick him out again.
Xiao Yue, because Du Mengmeng was no longer at Changchun Hall, was also moving to Lehua Garden. Hua Xiaoman had a servant prepare a room for her, but Xiao Yue said she wasn't used to sleeping alone, so she insisted on dragging Leng Rubing into her room.
As Xiaoyue fell asleep at night, she hesitated before saying, "Sister Leng, I want to..."
Leng Rubing asked, "Xiaoyue, what do you want to say?"
Xiaoyue seemed to muster a great deal of courage before saying, "I want to ask, where did that old lecher named Huang Niu go?"
Leng Rubing was greatly shocked, but said in a very calm tone, "After we parted ways with you, we were attacked by the Gate of Hell. He was killed by them while protecting me. It was your elder brother who saved me and took me to Changchun Hall."
At this moment, Leng Rubing could only choose to deceive Xiaoyue. Whether Xiaoyue loved Huang Niu or hated him, she could not regard Huang Niu as her lover or enemy, because Huang Niu was her elder brother, which was a cruel fact.
小月突然傻了似的喃喃自语道：“是吗？他竟然死了？我还想叫大哥去揍他一顿为月儿出气……为什么要死？我恨你、恨你！你死了更好……谁叫你不要我……我一辈子都不原谅你……呜呜！”
她伏在冷如冰的身上哭了起来，那双水汪汪的眼睛又决堤了，洪水似的泪水涌向冷如冰的胸脯，把那挺拔的山峰滋润透了。
冷如冰不知拿什么话来安慰小月，她从小月的哭诉中，了解到小月对夺去她贞操的黄牛又爱又恨，但她能告诉小月，黄牛其实就是希平吗？不，绝对不行！
小月继续哭着，眼泪仿佛是无止境的……忽然，她听到一种撩人心神的呻吟越来越大声、越来越清晰。
她从冷如冰的胸脯抬起头来仔细听了一会，道：“咦，这声音是……”
风爱雨提前把雪儿抱到她房里睡了。
Du Sisi learned from Feng Aiyu that Xiping was going to pamper her that night, and she was overjoyed by this sudden news. Xiping had ignored her for the past two days, and now he actually wanted her to accompany him?
Du Sisi shyly knocked on the door of the large room. Xiping opened the door and, seeing her, simply said indifferently, "Come in!"
Du Sisi's burning heart instantly turned cold. Why was Xiping so cold?
She locked the door in frustration and turned back to see Xiping already lying on the bed, looking at her from his side. She felt uneasy—although his eyes lacked their usual fiery passion and infatuation, a mixture of shame and joy still welled up in her chest.
She walked step by step to the bedside, hoping that Xiping would jump up from the bed and passionately embrace and kiss her as he always did, but she was disappointed. Xiping seemed indifferent to her arrival.
Suddenly, a wave of sorrow washed over her—what was wrong with her? Why was she so eagerly anticipating and begging for a man's advances? Why had she become so promiscuous? Besides, this man didn't even want her anymore, yet she shamelessly offered herself up.
She felt insulted by herself. She steeled herself, turned, and walked away. Before she'd taken three steps, she heard Xi Ping say, "You'll be happier without me. I won't force you to stay."
Du Sisi's heart skipped a beat, and she stopped.
Xi Ping continued, "I know you have another man in your heart. If he can make you happy, I hope you won't choose me. I have enough women. I can't bear too many emotional debts. I just want peace and quiet, without having to think about anything..." His voice trembled slightly.
Du Sisi turned back to look at Xi Ping. His face, illuminated by the lamplight, held a heartbreaking despondency she had never seen before.
She threw herself into his arms, crying, "I won't let you drive me away! I don't have any other men in my heart, only you!"
Xi Ping embraced her mature, delicate body, wiping away her tears with his hand, and said, "Don't cry, I believe you."
"No! You won't believe me, you're lying, you're a big liar and a heartless man just like him!" Du Sisi launched into a tirade against Xi Ping.
Xi Ping was utterly speechless. If he admitted he had lied to her, she would cry even harder; if he said he hadn't, she would accuse him of deceiving her. Sigh, women!
Du Sisi buried her face in his chest and cried for a long time before finally stopping, saying, "You've always wanted to hear my secrets, do you still want to hear them now?"
"If it's convenient..." Xi Ping gently kissed her damp eyelashes, as his answer.
This light kiss made Du Sisi's heart flutter. Her resentful eyes looked at Xiping coquettishly, she smiled sweetly, and then recalled, "I was just twenty years old then. Because of my illustrious family background and my own swordsmanship, I had earned the name 'Jade Fairy' in the martial arts world. Naturally, many young martial artists pursued me, but I was too proud to care for any of them, until I met him."
"The dramatic thing is, I met him and I met you under the same circumstances. At that time, I had also been defeated by the Three Heroes, and just as they were about to humiliate me, he appeared. What young girl in love wouldn't be moved? I had remained unmoved by so many young men pursuing me before, simply because I hadn't met anyone who could move my heart. But he was different. He was a handsome and charming man, and he saved my innocence. I fell in love with him without realizing it in a very short time."
"On the third day after we met, when he asked me to be intimate with him, I didn't even consider refusing. Strangely, before we did it, he gave me a pill, saying it was his family's heirloom for preserving youth, and I took it without any suspicion. But after we finished, he flew into a rage, scolding me for falling in love with him, calling me cheap, and saying I caused him great losses. I was angry, ashamed, and wronged."
"Later I learned that the pill he gave me was called 'Ksitigarbha Pill,' meant to help him cultivate a certain martial art. Because I had fallen deeply in love with him, this burning passion clashed perfectly with the pill's cold and yin nature, so the pill only worked halfway, preventing him from mastering the divine skill, and I, too, lost all my martial arts. Afterwards, he left without looking back."
"For the first few years, I hoped he would come back to me, but seven years passed and he still didn't return. Later, I found out that it was all a deception he had orchestrated. Saving me was just a play they put on together to get close to me so he could use my body to practice his martial arts. In fact, he never loved me..." She stopped there, looking at Xiping's eyes, which shimmered like dewdrops in the light.
Xi Ping said softly, "If you're going to complain, then don't. I don't care who you were with before. As long as you're willing to entrust yourself to me now, I will cherish you for the rest of my life."
Du Sisi shifted her body slightly against Xi Ping's chest and continued, "After returning home, my belly gradually swelled up, and I could no longer hide it. My father questioned me, but I didn't say anything and just cried. He couldn't get any answers, so he got angry and ignored me. That's how I gave birth to Xue'er, and from then on, I rarely went out. Only in the last two or three years have I gone to the Martial Arts Sect once a year to celebrate their birthday. Who knew that this time I would suddenly run into Di Jie and Tian Jie? They tricked me, saying they missed me and wanted to see Xue'er, and asked me to go see them. Although..." I hate him, my feelings for him have long faded, but a woman always longs for someone to rely on, especially since he's the father of my daughter. If possible, before I meet another suitable man, I will still choose to return to his embrace. I believed them and let them hold Xue'er, but they turned on me as soon as they took her, saying that they only wanted their daughter, and as for me, Erjie could do whatever he wanted with me. So, they used Xue'er to threaten me into undressing, and prepared to… Waaah!
Xi Ping comforted her, saying, “Don't cry, Sisi, don't cry, Shi Zhusheng isn't worth your tears!”
Du Sisi exclaimed in surprise, “How do you know he's Shi Zhusheng?”
Xi Ping said angrily, “Damn it, only he would do that… ” "How could something like this happen! Bingbing also took his 'Earth Store Pill,' and your situation is similar to Bingbing's. Moreover, Sanjie is Shi Zhusheng's subordinate; I already guessed that the person you're talking about is him, but I didn't want to interrupt you, so I didn't say anything. Damn his wife, next time I see him, I'll beat him to a pulp!"
Du Sisi exclaimed in surprise, "Bingbing was also......"
Xi Ping knew what she was going to say and laughed, "Don't worry, I cured Bingbing's cold poison; she was pure and innocent before me."
Du Sisi said, "They were all pure and innocent, but I'm a withered flower; do you despise me?"
Xi Ping said, "How could I?"
Du Sisi retorted, "Then why ..." "You're ignoring me completely, so cold?"
Xi Ping smiled and said, "Did I?"
Du Sisi punched his chest twice and said, "You still say you didn't? You've broken my heart, and you still dare to say you didn't, you little rascal!"
Xi Ping kissed her lips and said, "Last time you said you had another man in your heart and didn't want to be with me. I was afraid you would pour cold water on me when I was full of passion, just like last time. If you can't be sure of your own heart, even tonight, I won't take you. I don't want to see you regret it. It hurts me to see you like that. You're that kind of woman, Sisi!"
Du Sisi glared at him affectionately, but pinched him hard.
Xi Ping exclaimed, "You're using this trick again?"
Du Sisi said, "Who told you not to trust Sisi? What I said last time was for your own good. I thought I still had feelings for him, after all, he's Xue'er's father and her first man. I was afraid that I would still be thinking about him when we were intimate, and that wouldn't be fair to you!"
"Don't worry about that. When you're intimate with me, you definitely won't have the energy to think about other men... Ouch!"
Du Sisi gave him a gentle pinch again. She looked at him resentfully and said, "Can't you let me finish?"
Xi Ping hurriedly said, "Go on, go on!"
Du Sisi continued, "I did love him, but that was many years ago. Ever since I found out it was all a lie he set up, and that he had no feelings for me at all, I've given up on him. But even in despair, I still can't completely forget him, so that night I didn't want you to love me. Who knew you wouldn't understand me at all and would cruelly leave me? I just wanted to give myself some time to completely forget him before I could wholeheartedly be with you, but you don't want me and even tell me to forget you... Waaah!" She started crying again.
Xi Ping comforted her and teased her, "So, who have you decided to forget now?"
Du Sisi rolled her eyes at him and said, "I originally wanted to forget you, but since you left, I've been thinking about you day and night. The thought of you not wanting Sisi anymore makes me sad, unable to eat or sleep. I know that no matter how much effort I put in, it's in vain; I'll only miss you more and more. In my heart, I've already considered you our support, my daughter and me. If you don't want us, where will we go? Since you've become Xue'er's father, you have to fulfill another obligation as Xue'er's father, which is to be the man of Xue'er's mother. You bastard, can't you have any professional ethics?"
Xi Ping sighed, "It seems I have another obligation!"
Du Sisi said softly, "Please don't neglect Sisi anymore, okay?"
Xi Ping felt a pang of sadness for her. He understood why there was an eternal resentment in Du Sisi's eyes; her life was so desolate!
He stroked her cloud-like hair gently and said, "I want to see Sisi dance, is that alright?"
Du Sisi asked, puzzled, "What kind of dance? At a time like this?"
Xi Ping smiled calmly and said naturally, "A striptease."
"You!" Du Sisi suddenly pinched Xi Ping hard again, making him cry out in pain, "Sisi, if you don't want to dance, fine, but ouch, ouch, that hurts!"
Du Sisi moved away from his chest, slowly stood up, glanced at Xi Ping, turned and walked to the center of the bed, then turned back and said, "Every mature woman likes to undress in front of her man, but Sisi doesn't know how to dance."
The large bed they were on was placed in the center of the room, with four lamps burning around it, casting an alluring scent in the air under a hazy yellow light.
Du Sisi knew what was going to happen before she came here, so she was only wearing a white nightgown made of a very thin gauze. In the light, she stood straight, her body, wrapped in the nightgown, vaguely visible, as if a fleshy temptation permeated Xi Ping's eyes and heart, stirring his most primal desires and the needs of the human heart.
Du Sisi looked shyly at the man who was lying on the bed, his face propped up by his hand, staring at her with eyes full of lust and desire. She felt her blood change its flow instantly, her heart rate increased dramatically, and her face turned a hazy red.
She moved her hands to her waist, deftly untying the sash of her dress. It was a slipknot; her thumb and forefinger pinched one end of the sash, she gave it a gentle pull, then released it, raising her hands to gather her hair. The ends of the sash fell down as she lifted her hands. At the same time, her nightgown opened to reveal her beauty.
From her smooth neck was a deep cleavage; because the light couldn't penetrate it, the cleavage seemed like a bottomless abyss, like a short, thin black track, each end branching into two shallow, dark arcs. One track and four arcs outlined two hemispheres, hanging on her pale yellow breasts like two ripe pomelos. At the midpoint of each of those slightly protruding mounds, half a dark red date sprouted, making one want to taste them and see if they were sweet.
The edges of her pajamas clung to her breasts like a thin layer of snow on a pale yellow sand dune. The distance between the two edges of the pajamas gradually widened downwards, leading to her smooth abdomen, undeformed by pregnancy, resembling flattened cotton sun-drenched in the golden light of the setting sun, possessing an unknown elasticity and stretch. Below that were pure black
panties, which, from Xiping's perspective, looked like a triangular piece of gauze tightly pressed against her crotch, the center of which was concave, forming a thin black slit, with slight bulges on either side .
A few strands of body hair, unwilling to be suppressed by the gauze, peeked out, alluring. Extending from her triangle were two long, smooth, fleshy legs, supporting her entire beauty.
Xiping gazed at this captivating female body, swallowed hard, and felt his lower body begin to swell, forcing him to sit up. He had only been wearing loose shorts, which now stretched into a high tent, his manhood almost bursting out of the fabric.
Du Sisi turned her back to him, her hands brushing across her forehead, down her hair, to her neck, resting on her shoulders. She lifted the collar of her nightgown, revealing her smooth, not-too-thin back and shoulders.
The nightgown continued to slide down, like a colorful dream drifting onto the bed. From her shoulders, it curved slightly downwards, reaching her waist before abruptly extending outwards—a rounder, more shapely bottom, slightly shaped from childbirth, speaking to Xi Ping in a language no one could decipher yet everyone understood, a primal, unspoken language.
Xi Ping swallowed hard and said, "Sisi, turn around."
Du Sisi turned around as instructed, her hands hanging down, and said softly, "Xi Ping, am I beautiful?"
Xi Ping pointed to his genitals and said, "This is the answer you wanted!"
Du Sisi scolded, "You bad boy!"
Xi Ping laughed, "Not bad, not bad, this is perfect, it's a normal reaction, any man would be furious if he saw your naked body. Sisi, tear off that last piece of rag on your body, or I'll bite it to shreds later."
Du Sisi glared at him, placed her hands on her waist and hips, pulled at her cute black panties, glanced at the man whose eyes were practically spitting fire, sighed softly, and slid her panties down, bending her waist along with them. Her two breasts, which had been used for breastfeeding, drooped into oval shapes, like ripe, unpicked papayas, probably filled with milky white juice.
As her panties slipped down to her ankles, she tiptoed a couple of times, leaving behind that lovely yet, to Xiping, repulsive black protective covering on the bed. Then, she straightened up, and Xiping's eyes were fixed on her crotch, seeing only a dense patch of black pubic hair under the light. Xiping sighed in disappointment—why must I always have to manually part a woman's body to see what's inside?
He said, "Sisi, can you dance for your man now?"
Du Sisi stomped her feet, her breasts swaying up and down and side to side, and said reproachfully, "I said I can't dance, I won't!"
Xiping said, "How can you not dance? You promised to see you dance tonight, you can't disappoint me, can you? Sisi, even if you can't dance, just strike a few nice poses, men will get excited!"
"Aren't you excited yet? What's that thing of yours like? How long are you going to sit there? You..."
Du Sisi suddenly didn't know what to say next. She parted her legs slightly, arched her back, and braced herself against the bed like an arch. Her full, firm breasts spread out and flattened on her chest, sliding slightly to the sides.
Xi Ping jumped off the bed and shouted, "Sisi, just like that, I'm here!"
He leaped to Du Sisi's knees in two quick steps, bent down, reached behind her, and embraced her tightly. His large mouth covered her cherry-like lips, his tongue darting into her mouth, teasing her delicate lips.
The two exchanged passionate kisses, their breaths mingling in hot, intermittent breaths.
Du Sisi felt Xi Ping's large hand kneading her breasts, a tingling sensation spreading through her skin that made it almost impossible for her to support herself.
Xi Ping's hand traced along her chest to her lower abdomen, winding its way down to her vulva, where it lingered, gently caressing her smooth, bouncy pubic hair. His fingers rubbed back and forth between her soft, cleavage.
With this movement, Du Sisi trembled slightly, her nerves tensing. Her central nervous system received waves of uncontrollable tingling sensations from where Xi Ping's hand had touched. She felt his middle finger slowly sliding into her vaginal walls, and her whole body shuddered.
She turned her face away, avoiding his passionate kiss, and gasped, "Xi Ping, I'm exhausted. Let me get up, let's change positions."
Xi Ping lifted her up, saying, "Sisi, take down the tent for me."
Du Sisi knelt down, tearing down Xi Ping's shorts, revealing his thick, long penis. She tossed the shorts aside, her eyes fixed on the manhood before her. It stood proudly erect before her, its enormous, slightly flattened head, about the size of an infant's fist, now shimmering like a purplish-black diamond in the light. The shaft was crisscrossed with bulging blood vessels, strangely coiled like purple rings tightly wrapped around the cylindrical root, like a coiled blood snake.
Xi Ping said, "Sisi, hold it tight!"
Du Sisi hesitated for a moment, then grasped Xi Ping's penis with both hands, only to find that her hands couldn't fully contain its thickness. Her hands only grasped half its length, the other half protruding defiantly.
How could this be?! She had held Shi Zhusheng's penis before when they made love, but not a large portion had ever protruded… How could this man be so thick and long? She suddenly felt a pang of fear, foolishly holding Xi Ping's penis, feeling the exceptionally thick and elastic skin, and the powerful pulsation of the blood vessels.
She looked up at Xiping, and after a long while, she said, "My mouth can't hold it!"
Xi Ping smiled, helped her up, and said, "I didn't tell you to do that, why are you in such a hurry?"
Du Sisi said, "But he used to call me Sisi, Sisi..." She ultimately didn't finish her sentence.
Xi Ping said, "Don't be afraid. Your upper mouth can't accommodate it, but your lower mouth can. Xiaoman and the others can, let alone you who have given birth."
Du Sisi was speechless. She looked at this burly man, who was at least 190 centimeters tall. Standing in front of him, she only reached his chin and had to tilt her head back to see his face—a male face with a captivatingly alluring charm.
His thick neck looked perfectly proportioned, and two rugged muscles bulged on his collarbone. The deltoid muscles on his arms were as solid and hard as cast iron, giving a sense of boundless power. His two large pectoral muscles and the broad back muscles originating from his shoulder blades formed his broad, solid, and powerfully muscular upper body.
His entire upper body formed an inverted triangle. Although his waist was thick, it appeared much smaller compared to his chest. However, his six-pack abs and lean waist not only conveyed a sense of strength but also a powerful aesthetic. His
legs were thick and long, like two strong bronze pillars standing upright on the bed, exuding an indomitable will.
"You've been watching me for so long. You don't just intend to watch me like this until dawn, do you?"
With that, Xi Ping pulled Du Sisi closer, giving her a long kiss before moving from her ear to her neck, then kissing her soft, smooth breasts, licking and nibbling them repeatedly, finally biting and tugging at her nipples.
His left hand embraced her, kneading her smooth back, while his right hand caressed her soft, slippery vulva. He used almost all his focus and tenderness in these actions.
Du Sisi enjoyed Xi Ping's tender kisses and caresses, her desire gradually rising, brewing the most primal human passion. As Xi Ping gently nibbled and teased her nipples, rotating them in his mouth, she couldn't help but moan. Casting aside all inhibitions and shame, she pressed her red lips to Xi Ping's earlobe, gently nibbling at it. The hot breath from her delicate, pointed nose sent a shiver of pleasure through Xi Ping. His desire
surged, and he pulled Du Sisi's right hand to his penis, saying, "Sisi, get familiar with the treasure your man brings you endless pleasure."
Du Sisi held Xi Ping's now burning hot penis, not understanding why it was so hot, several times hotter than Shi's. Her hand began to stroke his penis, and Xi Ping's pleasure intensified. His fingers slid into Du Sisi's vagina, the speed of their insertion increasing considerably. From one finger inside to two, Du Sisi's legs clamped tightly together in that instant.
Xi Ping said, "Sisi, relax. It's not your first time, why are you so nervous?"
Du Sisi's face was already flushed, and now she looked radiant with desire. She said coquettishly, "You know I'll only do it once in my life, and you're still blaming me?"
Xi Ping continued his actions, asking, "Does it feel good?"
Du Sisi suddenly felt waves of pleasure coming from her lower body, and a large amount of fluid gushed out, flowing between her thighs and the base of her legs. She moaned, "Xi Ping, I want it!"
Xi Ping's fingers were already soaked with her secretions. At this moment, her incredibly soft flesh was extremely moist, and her pubic hair was also wet, like a lawn after a spring rain. The dark, glossy pubic hair clung to her vulva, revealing her narrow slit.
Xi Ping excitedly said, "It's about time, Sisi, just bear with it!"
Du Sisi released her grip on Xi Ping's genitals, wrapped her arms around his neck, lifted her legs to encircle his waist, pressed her breasts against his chest, and bit his earlobe, saying, "Sisi wants to sit on you!"
Xi Ping supported her full buttocks with both hands, saying, "I'll make you feel incredibly happy sitting on me!"
He used his hands to lift Du Sisi slightly, so that her vulva was directly in front of the head of his penis. His hard, iron-like penis pressed against her soft spot, and then he shook her plump buttocks with both hands, so that her vulva was in close contact and friction with the head of his penis.
After a while, Xi Ping felt that his penis was already wet with Du Sisi's love juice, and Du Sisi was now panting softly with her mouth slightly open.
Xi Ping said gently, "Sisi, I'm going in!"
However, the next moment, Du Sisi only felt Xi Ping's head pressing against the opening of her vulva, but it did not enter her body.
But then she heard Xiping say, "Sisi, this won't work. You're too small; I can't get in. You need to open wider."
Du Sisi replied, "How can I open wider? Who told you, you lecherous bastard, to be so big even a cow would be afraid!"
Xiping said, "I'll do it!"
As he spoke, his hands left Du Sisi's buttocks and reached down between her legs, his palms supporting her thighs, his arms supporting her legs, forcefully spreading them apart, saying, "This should be barely enough. Once it goes in, there won't be any problem."
Du Sisi felt Xiping's hot, fleshy orb pressing against her vulva. As his hands moved against her buttocks, his orb pressed tightly against her slender vulva, rotating back and forth, gradually forcing its way into her slit. Her plump vulva was pushed apart towards her thighs, and the slender slit was stretched and enlarged again, forming an opening.
At that moment, Xiping's orb entered her opening, and she felt her vulva enveloping a huge, hot sphere, almost bursting open. Her entire being was intimately aware of the intrusion of this foreign object, and pleasure surged forth.
The next moment, she felt Xi Ping not directly penetrate her, but gently moving in and out of her vulva. The tight friction intensified her pleasure and fueled her desire. She moaned softly, and the fluid in her vagina increased, flowing down her inner thighs and Xi Ping's penis.
After forty or fifty thrusts, Xi Ping said, "Sisi, I'm going to conquer this!"
He slightly bent his knees, then suddenly thrust upwards, and with a soft sound, his entire penis was inside Du Sisi's smooth, warm flesh.
Du Sisi cried out in pain, her ten fingers drawing ten bloody scratches on Xi Ping's back.
Xi Ping felt a burning, numbing pleasure, and unconsciously began to thrust rapidly, making Du Sisi's plump buttocks sway up and down and side to side.
Only now did Du Sisi truly understand the man's strength. He could enter her passage, which was still relatively small compared to his penis, without the aid of his hands. This showed just how hard his member was!
The moment he entered her, it hurt even more than when she had been with Shi Zhusheng. Her place, where she had given birth, felt as if it were about to tear apart from his sudden entry. Her passage was now swollen to its limit, her maximum capacity.
She felt the incredibly tight friction that Xi Ping was giving her. This powerful thrusting caused her pleasure nerves to quickly concentrate in one place, and she threw herself wholeheartedly into his impact.
For Xi Ping, entering Du Sisi's body felt almost the same as entering Leng Rubing's body. They were both "Yin women," possessing great elasticity and resilience. Even after giving birth, they could still return to their original form, which was why Du Sisi's vulva was still as tight as a virgin's.
Another major characteristic of these "Yin Women" is that they produce a lot of bodily fluids during intercourse. Because of this, they also have a greater amount of "yin-cold" fluid, which is why Shi Zhusheng sought out "Yin Women."
Xi Ping thrust deeply, drawing out some fluid that dripped onto the bed. Each time his thick penis emerged, it pulled out Du Sisi's tender flesh.
He felt an intense pleasure washing over his nerves, and at the same time, he felt the woman in his arms lost in pain and pleasure. Her resentful eyes were tightly closed, her moans gradually turning into cries, and her hands unconsciously gripped his shoulders and back, causing a burning pain.
Xi Ping thrust a dozen more times with all his might, when suddenly he heard Du Sisi say, "Xi Ping, no... don't go so deep, it hurts... it's so uncomfortable! Yours is so long, much longer than his, it feels like a stick going in and out of my belly, slow down, Sisi's place is about to burst."
Xi Ping said, "Then let's change positions!" He put Du Sisi on the bed, letting her lie flat, her legs still wrapped around his waist and abdomen, and said, "Sisi, tighter, okay?"
Du Sisi said dazedly, "Um... no, I don't want it, I already feel tight enough!"
However, Xi Ping ignored her protests, lifted her legs, put them on his shoulders, gripped her buttocks with his hands, and pressed her thighs together with his arms.
Du Sisi let out a muffled groan, opened her alluring eyes, glared at him, and then closed them again.
Xi Ping gently thrust in and out, this time not allowing his penis to fully penetrate, but slowly withdrawing halfway in.
Most men would rather go in and out quickly than slowly force in and then slowly pull out. This is because it would cause a man's attention to be highly concentrated, and the pleasure would also be concentrated quickly, leading to a lack of stamina and premature ejaculation.
But Xi Ping was an anomaly. In this respect, even after his orgasms, he remained as steadfast as ever. His final, most concentrated orgasm came at the moment his wife climaxed and fainted, something he couldn't understand.
However, he didn't think about it too much, only seeking pleasure and a sense of accomplishment as a man in the woman's warm, moist, tight, and writhing body.
Xi Ping's movements progressed from shallow to deep, from slow to fast, until Du Sisi's legs were almost numb. She could only scream hysterically, her cries filled with pleasure…
“Hey, that’s Sisi’s voice!” Xiao Yue heard Du Sisi’s cries and said, somewhat confused, “Sister Leng, Sisi’s cries are so strange. They make me feel uncomfortable. What is she doing? Could something have happened?! I need to go see her!”
She was about to get out of bed when Leng Rubing stopped her, saying, “Don’t go, she’s fine, no need to see her!”
Xiao Yue looked puzzled and said, “But she sounds like she’s in a lot of pain…”
Leng Rubing looked at Xiao Yue and couldn’t help but sigh—this innocent child had already done that kind of thing but didn’t even know what it was like! Thinking about it, it made sense. At the time, she was under the influence of the aphrodisiac and was unconscious, completely unaware of the whole process. When she woke up, she only knew she had been violated. Perhaps she had been incredibly wild and happy then, but how could she remember now? For a woman, this was perhaps a kind of tragedy!
Leng Rubing said heavily, "Xiaoyue, don't guess wildly. That was a cry of pleasure."
Xiaoyue said, "Pleasure? It really seems so! But I still don't understand, it's so late at night, why would she cry out like that?"
Leng Rubing said helplessly, "What can we do? These things usually happen at this time. Who told your brother to be so bad?"
Xiaoyue exclaimed, "What does Sisi's crying have to do with my brother?"
Leng Rubing said, "You, you... sigh, do you really not understand, or are you pretending not to understand?"
Xiaoyue said honestly, "I really don't understand!"
Leng Rubing said dejectedly, "Sometimes I really doubt if you're still a virgin. If I hadn't seen you with my own eyes... sigh, I won't say anymore." She was afraid of accidentally touching on Xiaoyue's inner knot again, afraid that Xiaoyue would be heartbroken again and burst into tears!
Xiaoyue seemed to understand, blushing as she said, "So Sister Sisi and Big Brother were... Oh no! Sister Leng, did I yell like that back then? Mengmeng said I yelled so loudly and... it's so embarrassing!"
Leng Rubing lovingly stroked her soft, smooth hair, teasing her, "You yelled even louder than Sisi back then, and you kept scratching and biting him, it was like you wanted to tear him apart and eat him..."
Suddenly, Leng Rubing heard Xiaoyue crying, knowing she had thought of Huang Niu again, and of his "death."
Xiaoyue cried for a long time, until she drifted off to sleep... even in her dreams she was sad.
Xiping and Du Sisi were going wild, practically rolling around the entire bed. Xiping
was like a mad beast, wanting to release all the emotions that had been building up over the past two days. Only in moments like this could he temporarily forget everything he had done to Xiaoyue, and temporarily let go of the burden in his heart.
Du Sisi had lost count of how many orgasms she had experienced, and now she felt somewhat overwhelmed by the surge of desire. In her only previous encounter, the man had only lasted half an hour of rhythmic thrusting, but now he was relentlessly giving her the most powerful attacks for an extended period. For a mature woman, this kind of attack was the sweetest whisper in the world!
She felt that this man's ability in this area was more astonishing and incredible than his martial arts skills or any other aspect of him. In this matter, he was like a tireless machine.
What a terrifying man, yet equally adorable! Not only did he possess a demonically handsome appearance and formidable martial arts skills, but he also had an almost bewitching attraction to the opposite sex, and a fierce fighting power in sex that could drive any woman mad!
At some point, Du Sisi felt dizzy and then fell into a deep sleep. When she awoke, her limbs were weak, her whole body limp, and she couldn't muster any strength.
Xi Ping quietly held her, and seeing that she was awake, he gently kissed her lips and said, "Want to do it again?"
Du Sisi's resentful eyes were still resentful, but there was a strong allure in that resentment. She scolded, "You're not allowed to touch me again tonight. If you still want to, go find them. You almost killed me!"
Xi Ping laughed, "Tonight I belong to Sisi alone. Unless you kick me out like last time, I'm going to hold you and sleep until dawn."
Du Sisi saw that he was grinning again, like a complete scoundrel! However, she liked him like this, and she liked his sweet words.
She knew that she could never leave this man in her life. If saying that he was her only support back then was a bit of an exaggeration—now it was the most natural thing to do. He was indeed her only support, and she had entrusted everything to him.

Chapter Nine: Boundless Affection

Xi Ping and Du Sisi were awakened by Xue'er's calls, and the two hurriedly dressed. After opening the door, Feng Aiyu had been waiting outside for a long time with Xue'er in his arms.
Xi Ping hugged Xue'er and gave her a good morning kiss.
Feng Aiyu looked at Du Sisi and exclaimed, "Cousin, how come your complexion has suddenly improved so much? You look even more radiant than before!"
Du Sisi blushed like a young girl and said, "After I... with him, I felt that my lost martial arts skills had returned, so naturally my complexion is much better!"
"Wow, cousin, your martial arts have returned? So, among Xi Ping's women, I'm the only one who doesn't know martial arts? No way, cousin, you have to teach me!" She paused, looked at Du Sisi, and then said, "Cousin, it seems that you haven't become so feminine because you've regained your martial arts skills. I think it's the result of his mischief, hehe!"
Xi Ping laughed and said, "Little Aiyu, did you sleep well last night?"
Feng Aiyu said irritably, "Without you, you rascal, I slept so well!"
"Is that so? Then Little Aiyu shouldn't sleep next to me anymore." Xi Ping liked to tease his little Aiyu.
"You big pervert, big lecher, big bull..."
Just as Feng Aiyu opened her mouth, Xiping handed Xue'er to Du Sisi, quickly pulling her close and using his mouth to stop her "cursing mouth," otherwise, who knows how long she would have continued cursing?
"Big brother, what are you and Aiyu doing?" Xiaoyue and Leng Rubing walked over.
As soon as Xiping saw Xiaoyue, he felt uneasy and quickly let go of Feng Aiyu, forcing a smile, "Yue'er, did you sleep well last night?"
"No!" Xiaoyue pouted and said, "You and Sister Sisi were so noisy, I woke up several times and heard Sister Sisi shouting..."
Du Sisi was so embarrassed that she couldn't find a crack in the ground, and scolded, "Xiaoyue, don't say it!"
Xiaoyue said aggrievedly, "You've already done it, and you won't let people say it? You're really unreasonable as the eldest sister-in-law!"
When Du Sisi heard Xiaoyue call her "elder sister-in-law," she was both embarrassed and happy, and for a moment she didn't know what to say or do, so she could only kiss Xue'er in her arms with loud kisses.
Xue'er protested loudly, shouting, "Mommy, stop biting Xue'er!"
Xi Ping seized the opportunity and said, "Since you can't sleep peacefully here, I'll have Xiao Man arrange another place to stay, okay?"
"No, Yue'er wants to stay here!" Little Yue'er's watery eyes welled up with tears as she said, "Big brother, don't you like Yue'er anymore? You used to love Yue'er the most. Whoever bullied Yue'er, you would fight them. You would often make kites for Yue'er and play with her. But these days, you haven't paid much attention to Yue'er. You're not like before, hugging and kissing Yue'er. Is it because Yue'er has grown up and become naughty? Big brother, Yue'er misses you so much that you used to hold me and sing to me like before. I miss you kissing Yue'er again." Xi Ping reached out and stroked her soft hair, saying awkwardly, "Silly Yue'er, how could big brother... how could he not love you? You are my dearest sister, how could big brother not love you? Big brother... loves you!" His nose tingled again, and he had an urge to burst into tears, but he held back in the end.
Xiaoyue threw herself into her arms, crying, "Yue'er loves Big Brother too, she'll always love Big Brother!"
Listening to Xiaoyue's words and tone, which sounded like a vow, Leng Rubing suddenly sensed an emotion she desperately didn't want to associate with them.
Her heart pounded!
Xiaoyue still lived in Lehua Garden.
Since that night, Du Sisi often slept in the main room with the other women, naturally unable to take Xue'er with her. She entrusted Xue'er to Xiaoyue—Xiaoyue was the only one in the courtyard who didn't go to the main room.
Xiaoyue heard that sound almost every night, and each time she heard it, she would hold Xue'er and cry quietly, eventually falling asleep with Xue'er.
Besides embracing two women at night, Si Gou diligently practiced his martial arts during the day.
Hua Xiaobo initially had Xiping teach him the "Thunder Tribulation Saber Technique," but after standing for days until his legs were numb, he couldn't even manage a single strike, let alone a clap of thunder.
So, he pestered Si Gou to teach him again. Si Gou agreed, but on one small condition: "I'll teach you unparalleled martial arts, and you, Hua Xiaobo, have to introduce me to pretty girls."
The two hit it off immediately. Hua Xiaobo told Si Gou that his elder sister Hua Xiaoqian's four maids were all quite beautiful, one of whom was as stunning as his Orchid. Since his sister married into the Zhao family, they had all gone with her. Hua Xiaobo also said that he should take him with him next time he went to the Divine Blade Sect.
Si Gou immediately beamed and taught Hua Xiaobo the "Heaven-Shattering Palm."
Unexpectedly, Hua Xiaobo didn't have much talent for martial arts; he was merely obsessed. He was also frequently called upon by Hua Chukai to memorize the names and properties of medicinal herbs.
This kid, however, had an exceptional talent for medicine. He quickly completed the daily tasks assigned by Hua Chukai and still went off to practice his "Heaven-Shattering Palm," always fantasizing about blasting a hole in the sky with a single strike.
However, before the cave he had imagined could be blasted open, his elder sister's cave was blasted open by Zhao Zihao, producing a chubby little boy.
Thus, Hua Chukai and his wife happily headed to the Divine Blade Sect, while Hua Xiaobo took Si Gou to explore for beautiful women.
Among Hua Xiaoqian's four maids, Dongxue was undoubtedly the most beautiful, followed by Xia Yu, Chun Shui, and Qiu Yun, who also possessed a captivating beauty, making Si Gou's lustful heart flutter.
On the same day, he saw a girl far more beautiful than his orchid. Upon asking Hua Xiaobo, he learned she was Zhao Ziwei's younger sister, Zhao Ziqing! Ah! This woman made him bite his index finger even in his sleep.
With Hua Xiaobo and Si Gou gone from Changchun Hall, Xi Ping had nothing to do during the day—no one played music for him, so he would get up early each morning, randomly chop with his knife for a while, and then wander around aimlessly.
That day, he unconsciously wandered into the Wooden Dwelling again. He had been there several times before, but had never gone in, because Xiao Man had said it was Hua Lei's private residence, and Hua Lei didn't like being disturbed.
As Xi Ping wandered around, he forgot about the taboo—or perhaps he simply didn't care?
The door was ajar; a gentle push opened it, revealing three charming wooden cabins side by side. In front of the cabins was a large flowerbed planted with various flowers and herbs he didn't recognize, but he could spot two sycamore trees.
Xi Ping opened each cabin's small door one by one. The first cabin was a study, with four neatly arranged bookshelves and a wooden desk by the window, in front of which was a high chair.
Finding it uninteresting, Xi Ping entered the second cabin, Hua Lei's bedroom. The furnishings were simple: a bed, a chair, and a table. Besides some essential women's items, the most striking feature on the table were two rather old wooden figures, seemingly representing a young man and a girl of about thirteen or fourteen.
After leaving the bedroom, Xi Ping pushed open the door to the third room. A wave of warm steam rushed out, revealing a bathroom with a large bathtub. A naked woman sat in the tub with her back to the door, splashing water onto her shoulders with her hands, red and white from the hot water.
Water slid down her smooth back—a shapely, white, and somewhat slender back. Her long, wet hair clung to her back, like a black waterfall cascading into the tub. Completely absorbed in the pleasure of bathing, she was unaware that a man was leaning against the door behind her, quietly watching her bathe!
Xi Ping recognized her as Xiao Man's aunt—Hua Lei. He didn't intend to leave, nor did he want to interrupt her enjoyment of bathing; he simply stood there quietly, watching her.
After a long while, Hua Lei stood up from the bathtub. Turning around, she saw Xi Ping and, startled, covered her chest with her hands, abruptly sitting back down in the tub. She cried out in a panic, "What...what do you want? Get out!"
Xi Ping didn't leave despite her outburst. Instead, he walked to the tub and said, "So you like to bathe in the morning."
Hua Lei was shocked that this man was so audacious, his eyes fixed on her naked body. She stammered, "Who are you? How...how did you get in here?"
Xi Ping laughed, "Do you really want me to tell you?"
Hua Lei looked up at him, her eyes filled with shame and anger. She didn't answer Xi Ping, only staring at the young man who intended to take advantage of her.
Xi Ping said, "My name is Huang Xi Ping. No one stopped me, and the door wasn't locked, so of course I came in easily."
Hua Lei seemed to remember something and exclaimed in surprise, "You're Huang Shige's son, Xiaoman's husband, Huang Xi Ping?"
Xi Ping smiled and said, "The real deal."
Upon hearing this, Hua Lei, emboldened by some unknown source, shouted, "Since that's the case, why don't you get out? Do you even dare to touch me?"
Xi Ping smiled and answered her with his actions. He lifted her out of the bathtub and wouldn't let go of her no matter how much she struggled, screamed, or hit him.
Only then did Hua Lei truly realize how terrifying this man was. How could he even dare to touch Xiaoman's aunt...?
She lost her composure and shouted, "Let me go! You bastard, how could Huang Shige have a son like you? You little pervert! I'm Xiaoman's aunt, why don't you let me go?"
"Don't move! I'll help you put your clothes on."
Ignoring Hua Lei's protests, Xi Ping carried her to the clothes rack, his right hand tightly pressing her against his chest, while his left hand reached for a dry towel on the rack. Then, with one arm around Hua Lei, who was struggling futilely in his embrace, he used the towel to dry her body.
When he reached her chest, Xi Ping sighed, "Your skin is as white and supple as a young girl's, it's a pity you're a little thin!"
Hua Lei retorted angrily, "Get out! I don't want you to dress me, I can dress myself, get out!" She struggled a few more times, but the man's strength was as immovable as a mountain.
Xi Ping continued wiping her feet, saying, "I told you I'd dress you properly, didn't you hear me? Don't move! If you move again, I won't bother dressing you."
Hua Lei asked, "Did I ask you to dress me?"
"I said I wouldn't bother dressing you because when I want to possess you, I won't leave even a piece of cloth hanging on you. Do you understand?"
Xi Ping dried her slender feet, straightened his back, and stared at her face. Her face was slightly long, but it suited her perfectly; most captivating was her small mouth, the smallest and most alluring mouth he had ever seen.
Xi Ping suddenly leaned down, but Hua Lei's hand cupped his mouth. Reacting quickly, he licked Hua Lei's palm with his tongue.
Hua Lei quickly withdrew her hand and immediately reached out to block Xi Ping again, but Xi Ping's right hand gripped it tightly, pulling her down and causing her body to uncontrollably press against him. And so, Xi Ping's large mouth covered her small mouth.
When Xi Ping pulled away from her sweet lips, he saw her looking dazed, panting softly, staring blankly at him.
Xi Ping said, "Do you miss the feeling of kissing me just now? Want to continue?"
Hua Lei suddenly cried like a little girl, "You bastard! You ruined all my beautiful memories, destroyed my dream that I've held onto for over twenty years! I want you to compensate Lei Lei, you owe me!" Xi
Ping couldn't believe that she, a woman in her thirties, was suddenly crying and fussing like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl…
He didn't bother to think about it, and slowly said, "Don't cry. You're Xiao Man's aunt, I won't really violate you. Besides, I'm not in the mood to violate you right now. When I really want you, I'll turn back and make you a real woman." "My woman! Come, let me help you put your clothes on. I just wanted to do something nice for you, why are you refusing me? Have I done all the things I didn't want to do and shouldn't have done, but now I'm not allowed to do what I want to do? Your tears have the purity of a young girl, reminding me of a girl, a very pure girl! My..." Xi Ping stopped talking, freeing one hand to take a light, gauze-like bathrobe from the hanger, draped it over Hua Lei's body, and bowed his head to tie a knot in her bathrobe. He looked at her beautiful body, which was partially obscured, and then looked up to meet her eyes, which were filled with anger, wariness, fear, and confusion.
He said with pity, "Remember to lock the door when you bathe next time. I'm leaving now, just pretend I was never here... I didn't see anything."
He turned and walked out, leaving Hua Lei standing there blankly, lost in thought.
Ten days later, Hua Xiaobo and Si Gou returned from the Divine Blade Sect. Everyone was overjoyed, except for Si Gou, who was sullen. It turned out that Zhao Ziqing, the one who made him bite his index finger, not only rejected his infatuation but also gave him many disdainful looks—making him think that all women in the world had white eyes when looking at men.
However, his infatuation didn't last long. As soon as he returned to Changchun Hall, under the tender influence of Lan Hua and Ying Cui, all his infatuation vanished.
At the welcoming banquet for Hua Chukai and the others, Hua Lei, who rarely appeared, actually showed up, which surprised Hua Chukai—his sister was usually a recluse!
Lei Feng and the other women finally realized that there was such a person in the Hua family; why hadn't they seen her before?
Xi Ping, however, felt that Hua Lei's eyes were staring at him every moment, making his scalp tingle.
After the meal, Hua Chukai called Xi Ping to their bedroom, where Hua Lei was also present.
Hua Chukai cut to the chase, saying, "Xiping, in half a month, our four great families will compete for the title of Commander. Previously, it was always the other three families vying for it; our Changchun Hall was never even close. Now, I want you to represent Changchun Hall and fight to win the Heavenly Commander's Token. What do you say?"
Xiping was overjoyed and laughed, "Father-in-law, I'm the best at fighting! Where will we fight?"
Hua Chukai replied, "The Divine Blade Sect. We'll depart in seven days!"
Xiping left Hua Chukai and his wife's room, but was stopped by Hua Lei, who followed him to "Wooden Dummy Residence."
Knowing he was in trouble, Xiping reluctantly followed her to "Wooden Dummy Residence."
Entering Hua Lei's bedroom, Hua Lei sat on the edge of the bed. Xiping wanted to sit on the edge too, but was given a disapproving look and had to turn around and sit on a chair at the table.
Hua Lei said, "Are you a scalper?"
Xiping was a little surprised, but still honestly answered.
Hua Lei said, "I only connected the dots after seeing Leng Rubing. I knew you were disguising yourself before, but even after you regained your appearance, I could still recognize you... You little rascal! Tell me, why did you treat me like that that day?"
Xi Ping scratched his head and said, "Auntie..."
Hua Lei interrupted him loudly, "Who's your auntie?"
Xi Ping said, "I forgot."
Hua Lei quietly looked at the handsome young man in front of her, unable to see him as a man, yet he was indeed a man, a strong man!
Silence!
Xi Ping broke the silence, saying, "If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."
He stood up to leave, but Hua Lei told him to sit down again.
Hua Lei asked, "How is your father?"
Xi Ping said, "Aside from being a bit long-winded, he's doing well."
Hua Lei recalled, "I haven't seen him for nineteen years. I wonder if he still remembers Lei Lei?"
Seeing her lost in thought, Xi Ping got up to leave. Hua Lei didn't respond; her face remained blank. He left, feeling disappointed.
Xi Ping returned to Lehua Garden and found only Xiao Yue lost in thought in the courtyard; the others were still in the main hall.
Over the past two weeks, Xiao Yue had become much more haggard, and her innocent smile was rarely seen anymore. Yet, every time she saw Xi Ping, she would still smile at him, but her smile carried a bitter undertone.
Xi Ping was afraid to see Xiao Yue; every time he saw her, he felt a sense of guilt and wanted to run away.
He had seen Xiao Yue's recent condition, and it pained him deeply. He desperately wanted to hold her in his arms and comfort her, but he didn't even have the courage to hug his sister. How could he still treat her as a pure little sister?
After all, he had once taken her place, and his heart would carry the burden of guilt for the rest of his life. This guilt would become clearer and stronger whenever he was in front of Xiao Yue.
Xi Ping tried to control his emotions and smiled, "Yue'er, aren't you going to play with them?"
"Yue'er is tired and wants to rest! Big brother, can you hug Yue'er?" Before Xi Ping could answer, she threw herself into his arms.
hope Ping held his younger sister in his arms, holding this familiar body, and a mix of emotions welled up in his heart. He felt the girl in his arms crying again, and quickly comforted her, "Yue'er, don't cry. Who bullied Yue'er? Tell your big brother, and I'll stand up for you!"
Xiaoyue lifted her face from his chest, stopping her sobs but unable to stop the tears. She said, "No one bullied Yue'er. Big brother hasn't held Yue'er in so long. Yue'er just wanted to cry when she was in big brother's arms! Big brother, why are you avoiding Yue'er? Is Yue'er ugly and you don't like her anymore? Yue'er just wants big brother to hold her, just like this, and Yue'er will be content." After saying this, Xiaoyue stared blankly at Xiping, her tearful eyes filled with infatuation.
Xiping felt Xiaoyue's dependence on him and unconsciously hugged her tighter. Unable to bear the pain in his heart, he said, "How could big brother avoid Yue'er? Big brother is holding Yue'er now, isn't he? Don't worry, big brother will always love Yue'er. Come on, smile for big brother!"
Xiaoyue forced a smile that looked more like a cry than a sob on her tearful face...

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