Cold Fragrance Valley [Complete] - 21

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Might of Kunlun. The newly appointed leader of

the Kunlun Sect, Daoist Qingfeng, upon hearing Lan Tianpeng's arrogant boast, roared with fury, "What an arrogant junior! Spouting such nonsense, showing contempt for our sect! If I let you two return to the Central Plains so easily, how can our sect still face the nine major martial arts sects?" With the word "Central Plains," he raised his arm, flicked his wrist, and with a resounding dragon's roar, a flash of cold light appeared as his longsword was already drawn from its sheath

. Just as Daoist Qingfeng drew his sword, a crane's cry suddenly rang out in mid-air. Qingfeng and the others were startled and turned to look at the sky. Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua, sensing something amiss, looked up and saw a silver crane, legs outstretched and wings outstretched, swooping down towards the lawn. As they looked around, they heard someone in the crowd say anxiously in a low voice, "Grandmaster is here."

Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were taken aback. They were certain that the grandmaster they were referring to must be the recently retired sect leader, "Immortal Master Xuanqing"—the master of "Qingfeng," "Qingyun," and the others. However, upon closer inspection, the silver crane had already soared seven or eight zhang above their heads, but they couldn't see anyone on its back. Moreover, the silver crane wasn't large enough to carry anyone. As they looked around, the silver crane let out a sharp cry, flapped its wings, and flew away, creating a gust of wind and raising a cloud of dust before landing gracefully in front of Daoist "Qingfeng" and the others.

Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua could see that as soon as the silver crane arrived, Daoist "Qingfeng's" arrogance and anger vanished, replaced by unease and anxiety. Sure enough, Daoist "Qingfeng" glared at Lan Tianpeng hatefully and then sheathed his longsword. Although Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were confused about what was going on, they were certain that Daoist Qingfeng and his group had gathered without Daoist Xuanqing's knowledge. Perhaps Qingfeng and his group had come to intercept them without authorization, disobeying Daoist Xuanqing's orders; otherwise, Daoist Xuanqing wouldn't have come, and Qingfeng and his group wouldn't be so anxious and fearful.

Before they finished thinking, Qingfeng and the others' eyes lit up simultaneously, and they all looked towards the opposite ridge. Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua's hearts stirred, and they immediately followed suit, staring intently—sure enough, a fast-moving figure was rushing towards them from the opposite ridge, as swift as a shooting star. The silver crane standing in front of Qingfeng and his group also raised its head and looked around, letting out a sharp cry, clearly having also seen Daoist Xuanqing approaching at high speed. Due to Daoist Xuanqing's swift movements, in the blink of an eye, he had already flown across the narrow valley and was rushing upwards.

At this moment, Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua had fully discerned the attire and appearance of "Immortal Xuanqing." "Immortal Xuanqing" appeared to be nearly eighty years old, with a beard and hair, wearing a nine-ridged Taoist crown and a wind-and-fire Taoist robe, holding a flower-feather fan. From a distance, he somewhat resembled Zhuge Liang from the Later Han Dynasty. "Immortal Xuanqing" had a ruddy complexion, eyes like cold stars, slightly furrowed brows, and an angry expression. Before they could fully assess him, "Immortal Xuanqing" appeared before "Qingfeng" and the others, his robes billowing in a gust of wind. "Qingfeng" and the other two Taoists hurriedly bowed in respect, while the rest knelt to greet him.

Immortal Master Xuanqing glanced at Qingfeng, then waved his feather fan at the kneeling Daoists and said in a deep voice, "All of you, rise." The Daoists obeyed and stood up. Qingfeng and his two companions also took the opportunity to straighten up. Immortal Master Xuanqing, his face full of anger, asked Qingfeng, "Qingfeng, you led Qingdan, Qingyu, and your three excellent disciples here, disobeying orders. What are you planning to do?"

Qingfeng immediately bowed and replied, "I received a report from another disciple that yesterday at noon, Junior Brother Qingyun encountered a silver-robed youth and a green-clad girl. After a brief conversation, Junior Brother Qingyun followed them to the outskirts of town and then disappeared. I am deeply afraid that Junior Brother Qingyun has met with misfortune."

Before he could finish speaking, Immortal Master Xuanqing coldly interrupted, "On what basis do you conclude that Junior Brother Qingyun has met with misfortune?" "

Qingfeng" bowed again and said, "I was worried because my junior brother had not returned to the temple by the fourth watch last night, so I came to check on him..."

"Immortal Master Xuanqing" still smiled coldly and interrupted, "Your master Qingyun disappeared in Guanyan Town. Why didn't you go to Guanyan Town to inquire about the disciples there? Why did you come here directly?" "

Qingfeng" Daoist was speechless for a moment, then said, "This disciple judged their direction of travel and they might have gone to the glacial plateau, so..."

Before he could finish speaking, "Xuanqing Immortal Master" suddenly said angrily, "So, you knew their identities, their intentions, and their destination?"

Qingfeng Daoist hesitated slightly, then resolutely bowed and said in a deep voice, "Yes, this disciple was simply outraged by Lantian Peng's arrogance, so I took this opportunity to come and stop him."

"Xuanqing Immortal Master" immediately glared at him and said in a deep voice, "Impulsive and hasty, brave but reckless, 'Qingfeng' is ultimately unfit for great responsibilities. This is what your master repeatedly warned me when he passed away. Now you disobeyed your master's orders and acted rashly, and indeed your master's words have come true." "

Qingfeng" Daoist seemed unconvinced, still bowing indignantly, saying, "Are we just going to let them..."

Before he could finish, "Xuanqing Immortal" angrily interrupted, "Shut up! Are you...?" He paused, then sighed, saying, "Very well, I'll prove it to you." With that, he walked past Qingfeng and the others, heading straight for Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua. Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua, having already understood the general situation from the conversation between the master and disciple, immediately stood at attention upon seeing "Xuanqing Immortal" approaching.

"Xuanqing Immortal" stopped a foot away from Lan Tianpeng, bowed, and asked gently, "This humble Daoist 'Xuanqing' may I ask if you are Young Master Lan and Miss Xiao?" "

Because Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were acquainted with 'Qingyun,' and because 'Immortal Xuanqing' was different from 'Master Yuxu' of the Kongtong sect, they both respectfully greeted him, saying, 'Yes, juniors Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua greet senior.'

Immortal Xuanqing bowed slightly in return, humbly saying, 'I dare not. We are delighted to hear that the young valley master has decided to come west. Why do you leave in such a hurry without visiting our humble abode?'

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianpeng secretly praised Immortal Xuanqing's sharp thinking and uncanny judgment. If Lan Tianpeng himself had decided to go to the Kunlun headquarters, Daoist Qingfeng would not have intercepted him directly; he would have guided them there. Furthermore, the Kunlun headquarters was due east, while the two were heading northeast, clearly towards Guanyan Town." In his mind, he had already respectfully replied, "The Huangshan Sword Tournament is approaching, and I fear I will miss the event. I have already prepared to rush back. Due to the limited time, I have not been able to pay my respects to you in advance. I hope you will forgive my rudeness." After saying this, he bowed deeply again.

"Immortal Master Xuanqing" was deeply moved upon seeing this. He felt that Lan Tianpeng was very polite to his elders and was not as arrogant and conceited as "Qingfeng" Daoist had described. So, after glancing at "Qingfeng" sideways, he praised, "Young Valley Master Lan is a young talent, possessing the unique skills of three schools: saber, sword, and fan techniques. He must be proficient in all of them. No wonder he has already made a name for himself in the martial arts world at such a young age..."

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianpeng immediately bowed slightly and said, "I am still young and inexperienced. You flatter me, senior."

"Immortal Master Xuanqing" stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "Young Valley Master is too modest. You have been a disciple for over a year, and your fame has spread far and wide in the Western Regions. This is no accident. I was delighted to hear of your arrival in the Western Regions and decided to give you a grand welcome. Since you are here, why not enter?"

Before "Immortal Master Xuanqing" could finish speaking, Lan Tianpeng immediately interrupted humbly, saying, "My journey to the Western Regions was pre-arranged. I planned to first keep my appointment with 'Heroine Bingchuan,' and then detour to visit you, Senior, to fulfill the promise my master's uncle had not kept years ago..."

"Immortal Master Xuanqing" asked with a smile, "Why have you changed your original plan?"

Lan Tianpeng bowed slightly and said apologetically, "In Guanyan Town, I was fortunate enough to meet your esteemed disciple, Daoist Qingyun. During our conversation, I learned that the person you sent to the coast had already met my master's uncle's wife..."

"Immortal Master Xuanqing" suddenly laughed and said, "Judging from Shaogu's words, your previous statement that you would come to keep your promise was surely not out of mere bravado?"

Lan Tianpeng nodded and said, "That's right. It was because Daoist Qingyun saw my attire that he inquired about the sword duel between my uncle and you, senior, years ago. Since I have inherited my master's sword and robes, I should naturally fulfill his unfulfilled wish and keep the promise he made years ago. Yesterday, I was fortunate enough to meet Daoist Qingyun and learned that my master's wife had already cancelled the sword duel with you, so there is naturally no need for me to go to your sect."

Immortal Xuanqing stroked his beard and raised his eyebrows, asking with slight hesitation, "You addressed the wife of the 'Silver-Clad Swordsman' as 'Madam' instead of 'Uncle So-

and-so.' Is the Young Valley Master intentionally concealing the 'Silver-Clad Swordsman's' surname?" Lan Tianpeng, however, skillfully replied, "The people you sent to the coast to investigate have already met your aunt and have likely already exchanged information about my master's surname, so I have no intention of bringing it up again."

Immortal Xuanqing nodded repeatedly in approval, saying, "Since the Young Valley Master has not revealed it, I will not ask further. However, I still have one question: since the Young Valley Master and Miss Xiao have abandoned their plans to keep their promise, why did they not immediately return to the Central Plains but instead went to the glacier? What is the purpose?"

Lan Tianpeng smiled faintly and said, "I have long heard of the glacier plateau, with its picturesque scenery, as beautiful as the moon. I specially invited my esteemed disciple, Daoist Qingyun, to personally guide us two to visit...

" Before he could finish speaking, Daoist Qingfeng, standing behind Immortal Master Xuanqing, bowed deeply and asked in a low voice, "Master, since Junior Brother went with them, why didn't he return with them? This makes me quite suspicious."

Before Immortal Master Xuanqing could ask, Lantian Peng immediately replied, "Daoist Qingyun, I originally intended to return with you, but 'Heroine Bingchuan' had important matters to discuss with you, so she stayed in the palace. When you return, Daoist Qingyun will definitely go into the city and report the reason to you."

Daoist Qingfeng snorted softly upon hearing this, and was about to say something more when Immortal Master Xuanqing gestured for him to retreat. Seeing this, Daoist Qingfeng could only respectfully agree and reluctantly took two steps back. After Qingfeng stepped back, Immortal Master Xuanqing smiled and continued, "The young valley master possesses the unique skills of three schools, presumably with swordsmanship being the most outstanding."

Before he could finish speaking, Lantian Peng smiled calmly and said, "The most outstanding swordsmanship and the most superb lightness skill are

not yet within my reach." Immortal Master Xuanqing was startled, but Qingfeng Daoist unexpectedly smiled, because he assumed Lantian Peng was referring to his master, Immortal Master Xuanqing. Overcome with pride and arrogance, he unconsciously interjected, "May I ask who that is?"

Seeing Qingfeng Daoist use the word "please" at the beginning and then ask "who," Lantian Peng concluded that Qingfeng Daoist had misunderstood him. Therefore, he turned and pointed at Xiao Qionghua, saying, "It is my cousin, Xiao Qionghua."

Upon hearing this, everyone except Immortal Master Xuanqing, who looked grave, gasped in surprise! "Qingfeng" Daoist, regaining his composure, angrily asked, "Lan Tianpeng, are you deliberately trying to scare me with your words?"

Before he could finish speaking, "Xuanqing Immortal" turned and rebuked him, "Shut up! Have you ever seen Young Master Lan speak with such anger?" After waiting for Qingfeng to lower his head, he immediately turned back to Lan Tianpeng and apologized, "Qingfeng is straightforward, but his personality is a bit impulsive. I hope Young Master Lan won't take offense."

Lan Tian'e bowed slightly and said, "Not at all, not at all. Perhaps this junior was just being too frank."

"Immortal Master Xuanqing" stroked his beard and smiled, asking, "May I ask, young lady, who your master is? May I ask?"

Xiao Qionghua immediately bowed and said, "My master cultivates at Changbai Mountain, and takes the mountain's name as his Dharma name."

Before she finished speaking, "Immortal Master Xuanqing" blurted out in a surprised and astonished tone, "So, Miss Xiao is a disciple of the Divine Nun! My apologies for my rudeness. As the saying goes, a great teacher produces a great student. Young Master Lan's words just now were certainly not surprising."

At this moment, "Qingfeng" and the others were also stunned upon hearing this, and naturally believed Lan Tianpeng's words to some extent. However, "Immortal Master Xuanqing" changed the subject, saying, "However, among the 'Three Extraordinary People in the Universe,' the fastest swordsman is still the 'Silver-Clad Swordsman.' This is perhaps why in the past, many skilled swordsmen invited the 'Silver-Clad Swordsman' to duel." After a pause, he abruptly changed the subject, speaking in a humble tone, "Since the young master has inherited the robes and sword of the 'Silver-Clad Swordsman,' he must have mastered the true teachings of the 'Silver-Clad Swordsman.' Could you make an exception and demonstrate the extraordinary sword technique that all sword masters are eager to see, so that I and 'Qingfeng' and the others can have a glimpse of it?"

Lan Tianpeng naturally understood the intention of "Immortal Master Xuanqing." He not only wanted to verify the extraordinary speed of the "Silver-Clad Swordsman's" sword technique that was unparalleled in martial arts in the past, but also intended to teach "Qingfeng" a lesson, making "Qingfeng" understand that the purpose of rushing to stop him was to save the new leader of the Kunlun Sect from losing face in front of his disciples. Thinking of this, and feeling he should exert his influence to prevent a pointless fight, he bowed slightly and said, "I'd be honored to accept your offer; I'll have to make a fool of myself." He then straightened his upper body, his inner power spreading throughout, and humbly asked, "May I ask which Daoist you would like to test me, senior?"

"Immortal Xuanqing's" eyes lit up, and he smiled faintly, saying, "It is this humble Daoist." As soon as the word

"Daoist" left his lips, his left hand twitched, and a crystalline, round object transformed into a pale, swift beam, hurtling towards Lan Tianpeng's abdomen. The group of Daoists standing behind Daoist Qingfeng gasped in surprise. Lan Tianpeng had already retreated two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) the moment "Immortal Xuanqing" slightly moved his shoulder and flicked his sleeve, while Lan Tianpeng was already prepared the moment "Immortal Xuanqing's" eyes flashed. Thus, as the green light approached, his figure flashed—and at the same moment, a resounding dragon's roar echoed, colorful light scattered, and silver light surged like a waterfall. Amidst the wisps of sword whistling, thousands of silver flowers appeared, and the pale green light seemed to have been shattered into dust in the sword light.

This astonishing and profound moment was merely the instant that "Immortal Master Xuanqing" and "Qingfeng" and the others stared in shock, and the instant Xiao Qionghua's retreating foot touched the ground. Lan Tianpeng had already sheathed his sword, stood upright in his original spot, without panting or blushing. At the same time, he smiled faintly, bowed, and said, "I have made a fool of myself in respect of the teachings of Senior Master."

"Immortal Master Xuanqing" stroked his beard and nodded, slowly sighing. "Qingfeng" and the others were already dumbfounded, especially Daoist "Qingfeng," whose expression was one of shock, his face deathly pale! Lan Tianpeng respectfully approached Immortal Xuanqing, bowed slightly, and said, "This is the green jade tin that Senior cherishes. Please examine it." He then presented it to Immortal Xuanqing with both hands.

Immortal Xuanqing stared, speechless, and let out a soft "Ah!" Although he was a highly composed and accomplished master, he was utterly shocked and speechless for a long time. For what Lan Tianpeng held in his hands was the very green jade tin he had just struck with his wrist, and within its dense, sword-splitting peaks, it was completely intact. "Immortal Master Xuanqing" composed himself, extended his slightly trembling left hand, and took the jade pendant. At the same time, he sighed deeply and sincerely praised, "Young Master Lan, at such a young age, possesses such astonishing skills. The title of the greatest swordsman in the martial world undoubtedly belongs to you." Before

"Immortal Master Xuanqing" could finish speaking, Lan Tianci bowed again and smiled, saying, "I am the leader of the Huangshan Sword Tournament Alliance, but not a junior."

Upon hearing this, "Immortal Master Xuanqing's" eyes flashed with a cold light, and he suddenly asked sharply, "Is this true?"

Lan Tianpeng immediately said seriously, "Could it be that you, senior, are also making a surprising statement for me?"

Upon hearing this, "Immortal Master Xuanqing" resolutely shouted "Good!" and with a flick of his left hand, the green jade bracelet he had just retrieved, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, struck again in front of Xiao Qionghua—Xiao Qionghua had already become wary and focused when Lan Tianpeng mentioned that the Alliance Leader was present, concluding that "Immortal Master Xuanqing" would definitely take action under the influence of the startled horse. However, she felt she had to outshine her cousin, Lan Tianpeng, in appearance; otherwise, Lan Tianpeng would inevitably be suspected of exaggerating and making sensational claims. She knew that her only advantage over Lan Tianpeng was her eyesight and lightness skill, so she was determined to demonstrate her abilities in these areas to intimidate Qingfeng and the others. Sure enough, under Lan Tianpeng's provocation, Xuanqing Immortal suddenly hurled Wang Xi at her with a sharp whistle, clearly indicating its immense force. Then, in the instant Wang Xi flew towards her, she swiftly sidestepped, flipped her wrist, and with a flash of green light, a tumbling sword appeared, like a dragon stirring the sea, trapping the rapidly approaching Wang Xi in the middle.

Immediately afterward, a flash of green light appeared, and the jade tin, which had been shooting towards them, passed through the swirling ribbons of light, hurtling towards a rock seven or eight zhang away like a meteor. However, Xiao Qionghua, wielding the Azure Nether Sword, continued to draw circles of light around Wang Xi. Seeing the approaching rock, and with the jade tin still moving at full speed, Xiao Qionghua, following with lightning speed, used an ancient and unparalleled movement technique to create more than a dozen figures, bypassing the large rock before finally reaching out to catch Wang Xi. At the same time, she crouched down, moving as fast as a wisp of smoke, and flashed back to "Immortal Master Xuanqing." "Immortal Master Xuanqing" was startled and instinctively took a step back. Xiao Qionghua seized the opportunity to flip her wrist and sheath her sword.

This series of movements—from Xiao Qionghua drawing her sword, leaping, tracking, circling the stone, and returning to her original position—all happened in an instant. Her miraculous skill left Qingfeng and the others speechless, dumbfounded, and unable to recover for a long time. Xiao Qionghua bowed slightly to Immortal Xuanqing, holding the jade bracelet in both hands and saying humbly, "Please examine this; it is your jade bracelet, senior."

Immortal Xuanqing nodded solemnly, took the bracelet, and sighed, "Miss Xiao's swordsmanship is exquisite, and her lightness skill is superb. I dare say that, apart from the 'Three Extraordinary Men of the Universe,' no one in the current martial arts world can surpass you..."

Xiao Qionghua immediately replied humbly, "Senior, you flatter me." "She paused, then turned to look at the large rock, continuing to gaze at 'Immortal Xuanqing,' giving a slight bow and saying, 'This junior has a matter that is difficult to handle, I wonder if I should speak of it?'

'Immortal Xuanqing' raised an eyebrow, immediately saying in confusion, 'Miss Xiao, please speak freely, is there something strange about that large rock?'

Qionghua smiled elegantly, pointed to the rock with a respectful gesture, and said, 'Please go and see for yourself, Senior.'

'Immortal Xuanqing' exclaimed in surprise, 'Oh!' and immediately glanced questioningly at 'Qingfeng,' whose expression was terrified and pale. Then, he stepped towards the rock. Xiao Qionghua and Lantian Peng followed behind, and 'Immortal Xuanqing' followed closely behind, with 'Qingfeng' and the others quietly following behind. When 'Immortal Xuanqing' reached the rock and saw what was behind it, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he was instantly enraged!" Behind the large rock lay a young Taoist priest, seemingly asleep, his hands still tightly gripping two "Cloud-Piercing Swords," each only four inches long and as thin as paper. "

Immortal Master Xuanqing," seeing this, immediately understood that "Qingfeng" had secretly sent him as a spy to plot against Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua. Because once this matter was settled, when Xiao Qionghua and Lan Tianpeng turned and headed northeast, they would inevitably pass by this large rock, and at that time, this young Taoist priest would strike from behind. "Immortal Master Xuanqing," his face flushed with rage and his body trembling, pointed at "Qingfeng" and said in a trembling voice, "His volatile temper and incompetence can be forgiven, but his despicable character and wicked heart make him unfit to be the sect leader." Then, turning to Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua, he said with shame and humility, "I am truly sorry, this is entirely my fault, and I am ashamed before my master." At this point, tears welled in his eyes, and his expression darkened.

As soon as the silver crane landed and everyone's attention was focused on "Immortal Xuanqing's" arrival, Lan Tianpeng noticed the young Taoist sneaking behind the rock. His repeated boasts about Xiao Qionghua's superior lightness skill and swordsmanship were precisely meant to provoke her into exposing him. Now that Xiao Qionghua had subdued him, the only surprise was that "Immortal Xuanqing's" Jade Return Flying Arrow had landed precisely on that large rock. Of course, Xiao Qionghua had also noticed the young Taoist; otherwise, she wouldn't have needed to use her movement technique to circle around the rock. Seeing the sorrowful expression on "Immortal Xuanqing's" face, Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua decided to remain silent.

"Immortal Master Xuanqing" sighed sadly and said, "This humble Taoist apologizes to both of you, and hopes that you will turn your attention to the Central Plains and not discuss such shameful matters of our sect again."

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianpeng could only humbly bow and say, "Senior, please rest assured." Lan Tianpeng felt that since he had exposed Daoist Qingfeng's conspiracy, he could not linger. He took the opportunity to bow and say, "Senior, please take care. We have urgent business to attend to. We cannot stay any longer and must take our leave." After saying this, he bowed and turned with Xiao Qionghua to head northeast.

As the two set off, they still heard "Immortal Master Xuanqing" say in a trembling, sorrowful voice, "Young Valley Master, Miss Xiao, please forgive this humble Taoist for being so troubled. I will not see you off any further." Xiao Qionghua and Lan Tianpeng naturally understood the pain in "Immortal Master Xuanqing's" heart at this moment, and could not say anything more. So they used their lightness skills to fly like lightning, like a startled swan skimming the ground.

Near noon, they had arrived at the small hill outside Guanyan Town. Xiao Qionghua sighed, "Disciples taught by the same master are so different, their fates so varied."

Lan Tianpeng smiled calmly and said, "Cousin, are you referring to Daoist Qingyun and Daoist Qingfeng?"

Xiao Qionghua said seriously, "Yes, Daoist Qingyun is kind-hearted, honest, and sincere. Although he uses his wisdom to devise schemes, he always hints beforehand that he has his own unavoidable difficulties, so that you know in advance that he is taking advantage of the situation, making you unable to help but understand his predicament. But Daoist Qingfeng is different..." Lan Tianpeng

smiled and said, "Immortal Xuanqing rushed here, partly to prevent Daoist Qingfeng from making a fool of himself on the spot, losing the dignity of the sect leader, and affecting Qingfeng's control over the Kunlun Sect. On the other hand, he also intends to vent his anger and come to reprimand him..."

Xiao Qionghua interjected, "I think even if the Kunlun Sect does not change its sect leader, it must order Qingfeng to face the wall in seclusion for ten years." Lan Tianpeng thought for a moment and said, "

To replace the sect leader, we must convene all elders and above of the sect, hold a meeting, set up an altar to offer sacrifices to the patriarch, and announce the reasons why 'Qingfeng's' crimes are unforgivable before removing him. Otherwise, the people will not be convinced, and it will only hasten the bad results. It would be a losing proposition." As he spoke, they arrived at the entrance of the town and headed towards the first inn on the north side of the street.

The innkeeper, seeing Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua, was first surprised and then

greeted them with a big smile, saying, "Sir, Miss, you're back." Lan Tianpeng, seeing that the innkeeper recognized them, knew that what the "Qingyun" Daoist had said was true. He had already given instructions to the innkeeper, so he nodded and smiled, saying, "We're back." The innkeeper immediately bowed and led them into the inn.

Xiao Qionghua, concerned about the horses, asked with concern, "Are our horses alright?"

The shopkeeper quickly replied, "Please rest assured, young lady. The Taoist priest specifically instructed our manager to assign someone to take care of them."

Hearing this, Xiao Qionghua felt relieved and left. Since the two decided to leave after their meal, they stopped in front of a superior room not far from the entrance of the shop. After a quick meal, they asked the shopkeeper to settle the bill and prepare the horses, but the shopkeeper said, "Taoist Qingyun has already paid."

Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua didn't insist and went back to the shop. As soon as they stepped out, they saw "Bloodfire Dragon" and "Little Green" being held by two different shopkeepers. Upon seeing Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua, "Bloodfire Dragon" and "Little Green" immediately raised their heads and let out a joyful neigh. Seeing the two horses so spirited, Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were reassured. They took the horses from the shopkeepers, who were polite and courteous, and assumed nothing was missing from the saddlebags. They then took the horses upstairs and galloped off towards the east street.

Although this trip to the Western Regions didn't fulfill his promise to the "Silver-Clad Swordsman" or witness the Western Regions' unique martial arts, it did allow him to fully appreciate the scenery of the Glacier Palace and save the life of a beautiful young girl, making the trip worthwhile. Lan Tianpeng wasn't a fickle young man who fell in love with every woman he met. He left Huangfu Hui, Ouyang Zi, Ding Mengmei, and Lan Xiangji. Although he would think of them from time to time, he couldn't forget Hao Xiaoyu, who had a tragic fate and was destined to die forever in the Li Palace. Her image was always etched in his heart. Why was this? Sometimes he asked himself this question, especially since a beautiful and ethereal fiancée sat beside him on horseback.

He also knew that he loved his cousin Xiao Qionghua very much, and he felt that his love for Xiao Qionghua far surpassed that for other women. This didn't mean he disliked Huangfu Hui, Ouyang Zi, Lan Xiangji, Ding Mengmei, and others, but rather that he felt a deep familial affection for Xiao Qionghua in addition to romantic love. He felt more respect and gratitude than love for Huangfu Hui and Ouyang Zi, while his love for Lan Xiangji stemmed from her selfless care and pity.

His feelings for Ding Mengmei were rooted in shared hardship. Although these women held roughly the same place in his heart, none of them held the same constant weight in his thoughts as he did for Hao Xiaoyu. Especially her poignant and sorrowful expression, her melancholic voice, and her desperate words reminded him never to forget Bingchuan Gao, and of his wife with whom he had once shared intimate relations.

Thinking this through, Lan Tianpeng suddenly realized that the reason he had been so preoccupied with forgetting Hao Xiaoyu might have stemmed from his kind nature, from pity, concern, and sympathy, and

from his inability to let go of her. However, by the time he understood this, he had already ridden several miles away from Guanyan Town, and the midday sun had already dipped below the western mountains. With his mind at peace and clear, his thoughts immediately returned to reality. He glanced back at the setting sun, startled, and realized that his cousin hadn't spoken for a full half-day. A wave of shame washed over him, and he couldn't help but glance at Xiao Qionghua, who was silently riding alongside him, reining in her horse. He noticed that Xiao Qionghua's brows were slightly furrowed, her face frosty, and her expression filled with sorrow and desolation. His heart ached, and he feigned excitement, saying, "Hey, cousin, I've finally figured it out!"

But Xiao Qionghua remained gazing into the distance, ignoring him completely. Lan Tianpeng naturally knew that Xiao Qionghua was angry with him, but he pretended to be angry and said, "Hey, cousin, why are you ignoring me?"

Xiao Qionghua suddenly turned her face away, looking unhappy, and said, "But you didn't talk to me either."

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianpeng deduced that he hadn't answered Xiao Qionghua's questions on the way, which was why he was retorting. However, he deliberately said confidently, "I was thinking about something."

Xiao Qionghua immediately pressed, "What were you thinking about?... Were you thinking about the sword competition when we got back?"

Lan Tianpeng thought for a moment and decided to be honest, hoping she would have nothing to say. So he pretended to be angry and said, "When did I say I was thinking about the sword competition?"

Xiao Qionghua immediately asked sarcastically, "Then what were you thinking about?"

Lan Tianpeng said without hesitation, "I've been thinking about Hao Xiaoyu." Upon hearing this, Xiao Qionghua was stunned. Lan Tianpeng's frankness was indeed a great surprise to her. Therefore, she felt somewhat embarrassed and asked, "What's wrong with Hao Xiaoyu again?"

Lan Tianpeng felt that since he had already brought it up, he might as well be frank, but before he could speak, his face flushed. Upon seeing this, Xiao Qionghua immediately felt a surge of jealousy and couldn't help but scoff, "Hao Xiaoyu is always on your mind, isn't she?"

Seeing that Xiao Qionghua had figured out his thoughts and his handsome face turned even redder, Lan Tianpeng could only nod and say, "Cousin, you guessed right..." Upon hearing this, Xiao Qionghua's delicate face immediately darkened. Although she clearly knew that Lan Tianpeng was thinking about Hao Xiaoyu, it was just a guess, and she had only been secretly angry. But now that Lan Tianpeng had spoken it aloud and it had become a fact, the sour feeling in her heart surged up. However, thinking that she was his cousin and two years older than him, how could she be so easily jealous? How could she, as the legitimate young mistress of "Cold Fragrance Valley," take care of his daily life and navigate the relationships among the other sisters, thereby fostering harmony and mutual respect among the sisters-in-law? With this thought in mind, her sour feelings subsided, and she immediately changed her tone to a calm one, asking, "What do you think of her? Tell your cousin what Miss Hao said to you, so your cousin can give you some advice in the future."

Upon hearing Xiao Qionghua's gentle question, Lan Tianpeng's uneasy heart immediately calmed down. At the same time, he understood that he should treat his cousin with sincerity and ask her about everything honestly. Therefore, he mustered his courage and said sincerely, "When I was treating Hao Xiaoyu's poison, she earnestly said that after the treatment, she would not be able to thank us anymore. She asked me to say anything before the treatment began..."

Xiao Qionghua immediately interrupted with concern, asking, "Did you say anything?"

Lan Tianpeng shook his head and said, "I didn't say anything. There's nothing to say."

Xiao Qionghua was certain that he hadn't said a single word, and that Lan Tianpeng wouldn't have been staring blankly for so long, as if he had lost his soul. Forced to smile, she calmly asked, "And then? What did she say?"

Lan Tianpeng glanced at Xiao Qionghua, seeing her composed expression and a slight smile at the corner of her eye, and immediately recounted the conversation before the poison treatment, as well as the events surrounding Xian Xuexu's final farewell. Finally, he confessed, "For some reason, I can't forget her mournful voice and her sorrowful face... In the end, I realized that my feelings for her were mostly out of pity."

Hearing Lan Tianpeng's narration, Xiao Qionghua also felt that Hao Xiaoyu was indeed pitiful, but she knew in her heart that Lan Tianpeng's infatuation with Xiaoyu went far beyond mere pity! So, feigning amusement, she glanced at Lan Tianpeng and asked with a gentle smile, "Is it just pity for her?"

Lan Tianpeng was taken aback by the question, then his handsome face flushed red. He thought for a moment, then finally shook his head and said, "I don't know if it's pity or affection. I always feel that my feelings for Hao Xiaoyu are different from my feelings for my cousin and other sisters."

Xiao Qionghua wanted to ask Lan Tianpeng what exactly made his feelings for her different from his other roommates and Hao Xiaoyu. But then she thought it was unnecessary and foolish to ask, because she firmly believed that Lan Tianpeng's love for her was unwavering and could be proven by heaven. Having figured it out, she immediately smiled happily and said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of this, sister."

Lan Tianpeng was startled and immediately stammered, "No, no, I absolutely didn't mean that!"

Xiao Qionghua immediately said humorously, "But how do you know Hao Xiaoyu didn't mean it?"

Lan Tianpeng immediately explained on Hao Xiaoyu's behalf, "Hao Xiaoyu confessed to me, and according to their rules, she can only die young."

Hearing this, Xiao Qionghua was naturally somewhat disappointed, and thus asked further, "Isn't there any way to think of anything?"

Lan Tianpeng shook his head sadly and said, "I'm afraid there's no way."

Because Xiao Qionghua loved Lan Tianpeng, she didn't want to see her cousin so infatuated. Seeing Hao Xiaoyu's sullen mood, Lan Tianpeng smiled reassuringly and said, "Cousin, don't worry. I'll make sure to come to the glacial plateau of the Western Regions every now and then to see the beautiful Hao Xiaoyu."

However, Lan Tianpeng remained unhappy and said, "From Motianling to the glaciers of the Western Regions is over 20,000 li, a round trip that takes years. It's not an easy task! I'll never forget your kindness, but my relationship with Hao Xiaoyu is unclear. If I go, won't people gossip? Besides, it's not in Lengxiang Valley..."

Before he could finish, Xiao Qionghua, understanding his intentions, asked, "Are you worried about neglecting your other sisters?" Lan Tianpeng couldn't say anything, only shaking his head with a worried expression.

Xiao Qionghua smiled and continued, "You can rest assured about that. We sisters will naturally accompany you. On the one hand, we'll still be together every day; on the other hand, it'll be a kind of travel experience..." Lan Tianpeng was taken aback, then hesitated again, his face full of worry.

Xiao Qionghua smiled wryly, deliberately sighing, "Don't worry, even though we sisters are going with you, we'll at least give you a chance to chat and catch up with her. Do you think we're going to be a thorn in your side?"

Lan Tianpeng, hearing this, immediately said helplessly, "Oh dear, cousin, what are you talking about?"

Xiao Qionghua deliberately said seriously, "Well, to calm our minds, we sisters need to go out and see the beautiful scenery of Bingchuan Lifu. And, in case you and Xiaoyu have..." She stopped abruptly. Seeing

Xiao Qionghua stop at the most crucial point, Lan Tianpeng asked with concern, "What else, cousin?" Xiao

Qionghua blushed at the question. She had originally intended to say that if he and Hao Xiaoyu had a son or daughter in the future, they would have to pass on one or two unparalleled martial arts techniques to the palace officials, and then they could leave with their child. Feeling a little shy, she chuckled, her face flushed, and said with a smile, "You'll see when the time comes." With that, she spurred "Little Green" forward at breakneck speed.

Lan Tianpeng was taken aback, unsure of his cousin's intentions. However, judging from the blush on Xiao Qionghua's face, he quickly understood the unspoken meaning. A smile spread across his handsome face, and he urged his horse to gallop after her. But when he looked up, he realized it was already completely dark, and lights could be seen seven or eight miles away. So, he shouted from his horse, "Cousin, let's stay at an inn in the town ahead!"

Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were in high spirits and eager to return home. Both feared they wouldn't make it to the "Sword Tournament" held at Huangshan, so they traveled early and stayed late. They were both wondering who Lan Tianpeng would represent at the Huangshan Sword Tournament. Calculating the dates, Huangfu Hui, having visited the Holy Monk in the East Sea, should have returned to Kuocang Mountain. Judging from the events, Huangfu Hui was now considered the Holy Monk's disciple. Would she represent the Holy Monk at the Huangshan Sword Tournament, or would the Holy Monk send another disciple? Of course, Huangfu Hui's participation was of great importance, as Lan Tianpeng was the inheritor of the "Silver-Clad Swordsman's" main sword; it was only natural for him to represent the "Silver-Clad Swordsman."

If so, the two would inevitably have to compete before all the heroes of the world to determine their rankings—wouldn't that be difficult? As for Xiao Qionghua herself, although she was the last female disciple of the "Divine Nun," she firmly believed that the "Divine Nun" would send her outstanding eldest disciple, "Jingyin," to this year's Huangshan Sword Tournament. However, she knew her own limitations; Lan Tianpeng's martial arts and swordsmanship were superior to the "Divine Nun's" swordsmanship. The previous leader of the Huangshan Sword Tournament, "Qinghe Zhenren" of the Wudang Sect, had publicly announced at the end of the previous tournament that the "Three Eccentrics of Yuhai" would be stripped of their honorary seats in this year's tournament. If the "Three Eccentrics of Yuhai" could not attend in person, their successors would have to compete for the leadership again. Therefore, these three former disciples of the swordsmanship masters would have to compete on the spot in this year's tournament. Clearly, this was a rather thorny issue for Lan Tianpeng.

The two thought for a while but still couldn't figure it out. Suddenly, Lan Tianpeng looked at Xiao Qionghua and smiled, "Cousin, I know what you were trying to say."

Xiao Qionghua came to her senses, her face flushed, and she said, "You know what I wanted to say?"

Lan Tianpeng smiled mysteriously and whispered a few words in Xiao Qionghua's ear. Xiao Qionghua blushed even more, "You, how could you say such a thing? If I were pregnant, wouldn't people laugh at me? I hadn't thought of this problem until you brought it up. What if..."

Lan Tianpeng chuckled softly, "Sister, you don't know."

Xiao Qionghua blushed and bit her lip, "Don't know what?"

Lan Tianpeng lowered his voice and said, "I've read medical books and know that there are many conditions for a woman to conceive. It's not that easy. If I didn't take the initiative, you two wouldn't be able to conceive. Otherwise, you wouldn't be the only one with a big belly."

Xiao Qionghua realized... Ran said, "So you really are something else. No wonder I was wondering why neither my roommates nor I had any luck with babies."

Lan Tianpeng smiled smugly, "You're worrying unnecessarily. Sister, do you want a baby?"

Xiao Qionghua blushed and looked at Lan Tianpeng affectionately, saying, "What woman doesn't want to have children for the one she loves? Of course, not now, but after we're officially married."

Lan Tianpeng laughed, "Don't worry, sister, I guarantee you'll have a whole litter of babies."

Xiao Qionghua said coquettishly, "I don't want so many!"

Lan Tianpeng laughed, "Sister, it's getting late, let's rest early.

" Xiao Qionghua whispered, "Be gentle."

Lan Tianpeng laughed, "Don't worry, sister." Lan Tianpeng excitedly picked up Xiao Qionghua and placed her on the bed, quickly removing their clothes. Lan Tianpeng's greedy eyes lingered on Xiao Qionghua's body, his hands wandering over her jade-like skin, finally settling on her alluring breasts, pinching and playing with her nipples. Receiving such caresses, Xiao Qionghua felt as if she had been electrocuted, her delicate body writhing and moaning softly.

"Mmm...oh...mmm...ah...mmm...mmm..."

Lan Tianpeng couldn't help but exclaim, "What a captivating figure."

Before Lan Tianpeng could finish speaking, Xiao Qionghua reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him with her luscious, red lips. Their tongues rolled in each other's mouths, sometimes sucking on each other's tongues. Their hands weren't idle either; Xiao Qionghua's left hand reached out to knead Lan Tianpeng's manhood, while Lan Tianpeng reached out to caress Xiao Qionghua's labia, even inserting his fingers into her vulva to probe her clitoris. After a while of kissing, their lips parted, and Lan Tianpeng lowered his head, using his tongue to wander over Xiao Qionghua's areolas, sometimes sucking on the two pink nipples, while his fingers quickly thrust in and out of Xiao Qionghua's vagina.

"Mmm...mmm...brother...so naughty...sucking sister's breasts...mmm...mmm..." Xiao Qionghua moaned coquettishly.

“Little brother… your hands are so… so amazing… ah… so… beautiful… um…”

At this moment, Xiao Qionghua trembled even more violently, her hands tightly gripping the sheets, her buttocks constantly thrusting upwards, coordinating with Lan Tianpeng’s fingers as they thrust in and out, moaning softly.

“Um… ah… ah… oh… oh… dear… little brother… so amazing… sister… my little hole is so itchy… um… um… deeper… deeper… um… my flower is so itchy… ah… you… use your treasure to help… stop… stop the itch… um… oh… oh… I want… I want… I want you to fuck me… I want you to insert… um… um…”

Lan Tianpeng was now at the height of lust, and hearing Xiao Qionghua’s cries, without saying a word, he flipped over and pressed down on Xiao Qionghua, guiding his penis into her vagina. With a “plop” sound, Lan Tianpeng’s penis entered Xiao Qionghua’s vagina.

“Ouch!” Xiao Qionghua screamed, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

Xiao Qionghua, panting heavily, glanced at Lan Tianpeng and said, "You little pervert...you're so heartless...your treasure is so big...you didn't even care if I could take it...you just thrust it all the way in...sigh...I'm both scared and in love...you...you little devil...sigh..."

Her pitiful appearance made Lan Tianpeng feel sorry for her and he said, "Sister...I was too hasty...you couldn't take it...please forgive me...you can hit me or scold me...I won't complain..."

Seeing that he was quite considerate, Xiao Qionghua couldn't help but smile charmingly and said, "I can't bear to hit you or scold you...now thrust gently...don't be too forceful...I'm afraid...afraid I can't take it...remember not to be too impulsive..." A smile appeared on her lips, making her look even more beautiful and charming.

"Cousin...I'm going to move..." Lan Tianpeng said playfully, his treasure bouncing inside Xiao Qionghua's vagina.

"Hmm...use your...big treasure...to fuck your...cousin..." Xiao Qionghua locked Lan Tianpeng's waist with her thighs, her vagina squeezing his big treasure.

"Mmm...mmm...sister...your little hole...is sucking my baby...ah...mmm...so good...mmm...it's squeezing my baby...so comfortable...oh..."

Lan Tianpeng's hands were on the bed, supporting his upper body, his lower body thrusting up and down into Xiao Qionghua's little hole. He lowered his head, admiring the way his big thing was going in and out of Xiao Qionghua's little hole, it was truly intoxicating! Sometimes he would free one hand to touch and pinch Xiao Qionghua's full, snow-white breasts, teasing her while gently thrusting and wildly penetrating. Gradually, Lan Tianpeng's thrusting accelerated. The "plop" and "plop" sounds became more and more rapid! Xiao Qionghua held Lan Tianpeng's waist tightly with both hands, her lower body thrusting upwards even more rapidly, and she cried out softly.

“Oh…yes…just like this…ah…my little Peng…ah…um…um…so beautiful…good little brother…deeper…ah…um…oh…fuck me harder…fuck…fuck…um…fuck my little hole…ah…um…um…just like this…fuck…oh…um…my little hole feels so good…um…um…”

Lan Tianpeng admired the moment as he thrust, then slowed down. His penis slid in and out of her vagina, a truly beautiful sight! As it slid in, Xiao Qionghua’s two rosy labia indented; as it slid out, they turned outwards, bringing with them a considerable amount of vaginal fluid, making his penis incredibly slippery. Xiao Qionghua felt the slowing down, and her vagina couldn’t quite adjust, so she cried out.

“Ah… Peng-di… good brother… um… I’m enjoying it… why are you slowing down… um… hurry… hurry and fuck my little hole… ah… um… my little hole likes it… big baby brother… fuck me hard… thrust hard… oh… um… um… hurry… hurry… oh…”

Lan Tianpeng was completely satisfied with what he saw and heard, every pore of his body was enjoying it. Lan Tianpeng thrust lightly, and after every six or seven thrusts, he would thrust all the way in, and so on. But Xiao Qionghua preferred deep and fast thrusts, because that was the only way to reach her itchy spot. But Lan Tianpeng kept thrusting his treasure more shallowly than deep, which was too tempting, so Xiao Qionghua was so aroused that her hole was itchy, and she had to keep throwing her jade buttocks up. Xiao Qionghua hugged Lan Tianpeng’s buttocks tightly with both hands, and desperately raised her buttocks, shouting lewdly.

“Peng-didi… hurry up and insert it… don’t slow down… um… I call you my big darling brother… good husband… um… you… don’t tease me… um… um… move… insert it quickly…”

“Qiong-jie-jie… good wife… oh… I thought you couldn’t take it… and you seemed satisfied… oh… that’s why I slowed down… ah… oh…”

“Um… um… good husband… I’m not enough… I want more… ah… please… my darling, hurry… I want my big darling… strong, hard sister… um… um… otherwise… I won’t allow it…”

Lan Tianpeng was overjoyed to see Xiao Qionghua’s reaction, and suddenly grabbed her body and began to thrust deeply and pump rapidly. Xiao Qionghua was already itchy from his teasing, and this deep thrusting and pumping was very comfortable, so she couldn’t help but moan again.

"Mmm...mmm...um...mmm...good...good...good...mmm...yes...yes...big baby little brother...you really understand your sister...mmm...mmm...so good...so good...ah...so good..." Lan Tianpeng was extremely excited when he heard her moaning like this, and he continued to attack fiercely, each time thrusting his glans straight into her flower core. Xiao Qionghua moaned and groaned incessantly.

"Mmm...mmm...little brother Peng...harder...harder...mmm...mmm...ah...so good...so beautiful...mmm...yes...yes...that's it...ah...ah...mmm...mmm...good...good...faster...faster...ah...mmm...oh...mmm...faster..."

When Lan Tianpeng heard Xiao Qionghua's wantonness, it was as if he had been injected with an aphrodisiac. He didn't care about his life and went at it like crazy. His whole body was covered in sweat, and he was panting heavily with his mouth open and eyes wide open, breathing like a bull! Xiao Qionghua felt extremely comfortable from his reckless way of fucking her, and she kept moaning.

"Mmm...mmm...my darling little brother...you're fucking me...it feels so good...mmm...mmm...so...so pleasurable...uh...faster...faster...I'm dying...mmm...oh...oh...yes...yes...harder...mmm...mmm...I love my little brother's big treasure so much...mmm...mmm...fucking me...so...so comfortable..."

At the same time, her vagina opened and closed incessantly, her clitoris sucking on Lan Tianpeng's glans. Lan Tianpeng was in the middle of a vigorous fucking session, panting heavily, when suddenly Xiao Qionghua's vagina sucked on him like that, his glans felt a tingling numbness, his whole body shuddered, and his semen shot out, hitting Xiao Qionghua's clitoris. After a period of intense fucking, they finally reached orgasm, and Xiao Qionghua loved her little brother Peng even more.

Lan Tianpeng embraced Xiao Qionghua and chuckled softly, "Sister, you're getting more and more flirtatious, and I like it even more." Xiao

Qionghua blushed, "Isn't it all because you teased me?

" Lan Tianpeng smiled contentedly

, "Are you satisfied, sister?" Xiao Qionghua blushed and said, "Yes, I feel extremely comfortable, brother, how about you?"

Lan Tianpeng smiled, "I'm very satisfied too. It's getting late, let's rest early."

"Mm." The two embraced and fell into a deep sleep.

That noon, the two crossed the Yage River by boat and decided to stop for a meal at Dazhennao on the shore before continuing their journey, planning to stay overnight in the main street of Tanggula Pass. It is said that Tanggula Pass is a treacherous place, and there is a special tribe and special customs there. As to how treacherous the terrain is and how special the customs are, those who have returned from Tanggula Pass are generally unwilling to say. If you ask someone who has been there, they will smile at you, as if to say that you should go and see for yourself.

Of course, some who had been there were willing to tell others, but even if they wanted to describe the treacherous terrain of the Tanggula Pass, they couldn't articulate it clearly. As for the special tribe and its unique customs, no one could pinpoint exactly what made it special, and the tribe rarely allowed outsiders to enter. It was said that the special customs resided within that tribe, so few merchants and travelers encountered them.

Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua had no interest in these things, and in their hurried journey, they had no time to listen to such things, especially since entry to the tribe was only permitted during the performance of those special customs. As fate would have it, just as Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua disembarked, preparing to stop for a meal in the large town on the shore, the incident occurred. The previously peaceful river crossing, where travelers waiting for the ferry, suddenly erupted in commotion. Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were puzzled but didn't pay attention. However, the clamor inevitably reached their ears. The clamor and shouts originated from the town, then traveled from the town entrance all the way to the riverbank. Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua rode their horses towards the town entrance, listening to the noise coming from above.

They listened carefully and couldn't help but smile. They heard people shouting, "This is a great opportunity! I've finally arrived today..."

Another voice asked with concern, "Brother, what's the matter?"

The man shouted, "It's the 'Tangula' tribe opening up..." Before he could finish, the nearby crowd immediately erupted in cheers of "Good!"

Lan Tianpeng smiled calmly and glanced at Xiao Qionghua, who was also looking at him knowingly, as if to say, "This is nothing to be surprised about." The shouts nearby drew people from afar, all shouting questions. The man said with increasing excitement, "The Tangula tribe opened up the day before yesterday..." However, seeing the growing crowd, Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua had no choice but to turn their horses and enter the town along the road.

Upon entering the street, the scene was even more chaotic, with the street packed with people. A loud voice rang out, "The handsome young man from the village was already chosen the night before last, and he even went through the ceremony held by the chieftain. But then, those three demons decided to kick him."

Several people in the crowd immediately cursed, "Those three old monsters are shameless!"

Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua, though they listened for a long time, still couldn't make heads or tails of it. Because of the people preparing to cross the river at the ferry, the couple suddenly turned back, making the street even more crowded. Wanting to find food and get on their way sooner, the two stopped their horses in front of the first restaurant. The waiters and waiters at the entrance, though listening to the commotion in the street, didn't forget to hurry forward to greet their customers.

Before Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua even reached the top of the stairs, they could already hear the bustling noise from the first floor. Therefore, they decided against taking the shortcut and opted for the main road. Since he was already there, he made the best of it and hurried upstairs. Looking around, he saw the place was packed. All the diners were talking animatedly, gesturing wildly and shaking their heads. The bartender, seeing Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua, dressed elegantly and with refined manners, didn't ask any questions but immediately bowed and led them to a secluded table separated by bamboo partitions in the east corner.

Lan Tianpeng didn't say much and casually ordered his food. Normally, the bartender would sing a few lines, name a few drinks, and offer Lan Tianpeng a drink, but today was different. He assumed Lan Tianpeng was on his way to the Tanggula tribe to see the excitement, so he didn't insist. He respectfully agreed, smiled, and turned to leave. Once the bartender was gone, Lan Tianpeng looked at Xiao Qionghua and shook his head helplessly, smiling.

Xiao Qionghua, seeing this, also smiled helplessly and said, "Judging from the situation, there will probably be quite a few people on the road. I wonder if we can let 'Little Green' and the others run free?" "

Lan Tianpeng smiled and said, "Then we'll just have to walk slowly. It looks like we won't make it out of Tanggula Pass today."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone at a table outside the bamboo screen said seriously, "These days, even if you're capable, you can't be unreasonable. Aren't those three demons going to have a new duel to choose again? Hehe, there are people who aren't afraid of them and insist on competing with the three of them."

Two or three other people asked in surprise, "Oh? Who is this person?"

The first person to speak paused slightly and said, "I heard he's a young martial arts figure who has risen to prominence in the Central Plains in the last year or so, called something like the Little Swordsman 'Jade-Faced Divine Dragon' Lan Tianpeng..." Lan Tianpeng was stunned when he heard this, and Xiao Qionghua blurted out "Ah," and the two of them listened more attentively.

Then another person said nervously, "Isn't this Lan Tianpeng afraid of the three demons of the border?"

The first person said seriously, "The saying goes, 'Those who come are not to be feared, and those who are afraid will not come.' Since Lan Tianpeng dares to fight those three old monsters alone, he must have real skills and hard-earned kung fu. Is that possible? This is a life-or-death matter."

Upon hearing this, the others immediately echoed, "Of course, even if we went up against this scum, we wouldn't dare to take him on."

Another person said, "That person named Lan Tianpeng is probably not very old, is he?"

Another person said seriously, "Of course, the martial arts heroes of the Central Plains have given him the nickname 'Jade-Faced Divine Dragon,' right? What do you guys think?"

The others responded one after another, "Judging from the 'Jade-Faced Divine Dragon,' this little swordsman surnamed Lan must be a handsome young man with fair skin." "

Then the first person to speak immediately chimed in, 'You're absolutely right, brother. She has such a fair and delicate face, absolutely gorgeous… It's just a pity… well, she's a little short…'

Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua frowned involuntarily, muttering to themselves, 'Who is this person?'

After a slight pause, Xiao Qionghua suddenly seemed to realize something and said, 'Cousin, I remember now, it must be "Black Rose."'

Lan Tianpeng immediately dismissed it, saying, 'But that person claims to be a little swordsman, while "Black Rose" uses dual swords.' Xiao Qionghua thought this made sense; besides, given "Black Rose's" skill level, it seemed unlikely she would dare to fight the three "Bian Hammer Demons" alone, especially since they were all extremely ruthless figures in the underworld. Just then, the bartender brought the two customers' food."

As soon as the waiter finished setting out the food, Lan Tianpeng asked with a smile, "What's going on here? Why is it so lively?"

The waiter, bowing respectfully, replied, "Sir and young lady, you must have just arrived."

Lan Tianpeng nodded calmly, "Indeed, we just crossed the river."

The waiter continued with a smile, "There's a Tanggula tribe in Tanggula, have you heard of it?"

Lan Tianpeng nodded slightly, "I only heard about it on the way, I don't know much about it."

Seeing that Lan Tianpeng didn't know, the waiter perked up and said, "This Tanggula tribe is located outside our mountain pass..." "The vast Dead Valley, but this Dead Valley is not only rich in local specialties, but also has beautiful scenery..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qionghua immediately interjected, "Does their tribe produce rare birds and animals, or other delicacies?"

The bartender, upon being asked, immediately looked embarrassed. After a moment of hesitation, he stammered, "No...no...um...um, it's known for its beautiful women." Upon hearing this, Xiao Qionghua's heart sank. However, someone was impersonating Lan Tianpeng, vying for beauty and affection in that special tribe; she couldn't even continue her journey. At the same time, she suddenly realized why this tribe usually forbade outsiders to enter—it turned out that every woman in their tribe was as beautiful as a fairy.

Thinking of this, Xiao Qionghua heard the bartender continue, "The chief of this tribe isn't called 'superior' or 'Nieba,' but 'chief.' Among the girls in their tribe, the chief's daughter, Princess Yao, is the most beautiful."

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianpeng immediately understood and said, "This commotion must be because of Princess Yao..."

The bartender immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, sir, you guessed right. This time, Princess Yao is holding a public martial arts contest to choose a husband."

Lan Tianpeng frowned and asked, "This custom of choosing a husband through martial arts contests is probably a special custom of that tribe?"

The bartender nodded again and said, "Yes, yes, but the grooms are mostly young men from the surrounding area, and they can often come out to see the young men from wealthy families outside the valley. Usually, the man and woman know each other..."

Xiao Qionghua asked with concern, "Can you tell us the whole story of this incident?" Upon hearing this, the bartender's face immediately showed difficulty, as if he wanted to refuse under the pretext of entertaining guests.

Upon seeing this, Lan Tianpeng immediately took out a piece of silver from his pocket and said seriously, "If you're finished speaking, you can take this piece of silver."

The bartender's eyes lit up when he saw the silver. Although it was somewhat damaged, it was still worth at least one tael and seven or eight taels. He grinned obsequiously and said, "It's only right that I told you, sir and young lady. As for… a reward, I'm too embarrassed to accept it."

Xiao Qionghua, quick-witted and straightforward, immediately pulled the silver out in front of the bartender and said readily, "I said it's a reward, so it's yours. Take it, and leave when you're done."

The bartender grinned obsequiously, pretending to be somewhat embarrassed, and took the silver, saying, "I'll accept it as you say."

The bartender put the silver into… He cleared his throat before continuing, "This happened the morning before last, but the news only reached this place this morning. Originally, in their Tanggula tribe, martial arts contests for marriage had already become a custom..."

Xiao Qionghua immediately asked, puzzled, "Why?"

The bartender continued, "Because most of the women in the tribe don't really like martial arts, and there aren't any women with amazing martial arts skills, so of course there's no question of choosing a husband through martial arts. Otherwise, if a cart driver, donkey driver, or animal skin seller went up to the ring and knocked a girl down with a few punches and kicks, wouldn't she be forced to marry that donkey driver?"

Lan Tianpeng immediately said seriously, "Of course! Who told them to choose a husband through martial arts? " "For the sake of attracting people?"

Upon hearing this, the bartender immediately said helplessly, "Oh, sir, didn't I already say this properly? Is this just a formality? Nowadays, it's mostly women from the tribe who go out and fall in love with young men from outside the tribe. Both sides send people to propose marriage, and then they choose an auspicious day to hold a grand martial arts contest to gather all the men, women, and children of the entire tribe to come and watch the marriage selection..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qionghua immediately interjected, "Isn't this redundant?"

The bartender smiled bitterly and said, "Miss, this is their tribe's custom. On the one hand, it's to let everyone in the tribe see the newly chosen son-in-law, and on the other hand, it fulfills their tribe's traditional customs. Because the groom is from outside the tribe, and their martial arts are inferior..." "They dare not hold public marriage proposals; they mostly hold them in their own tribes..."

Lan Tianpeng immediately asked, puzzled, "Why is this year's public marriage proposal?"

The bartender immediately shook his head and said, "This time it wasn't public either..."

Xiao Qionghua asked, puzzled, "Then why is it such a mess outside?"

The bartender, looking worried for others, said with a bitter face, "The problem lies with the groom's family. They've been spreading the news everywhere for days, and the day before yesterday, they went to that tribe in a grand procession to visit, feeling that their son marrying Princess Yao was a great honor. Coincidentally, the three old monsters, 'Bianchui Sanyao,' found out about this and joined the crowd, entering the tribe. At this time, the chief and the groom were still unaware. Amidst the sounds of gongs, drums, and firecrackers, they proudly stepped onto the stage. When all the men, women, and children of the tribe saw the groom on stage, they naturally gave him a round of applause."

The chief announced the marriage arrangement between the two families, and Princess Yao naturally went on stage to demonstrate her martial arts skills with the groom. The chief then tied a red ribbon around the groom's neck. Unexpectedly, at that moment, a thunderous roar erupted from below the stage, followed by a grotesque old man who looked more like a ghost than a decent human. The chief was stunned, and the groom was terrified. The

white-bearded old man with a painted face immediately pointed at the chief, accusing him of unfairness in the marriage selection, questioning why such an inferior groom had been chosen. The old man declared he would fight the groom again. The white-bearded old man was indeed ruthless; without any apparent movement, he was already in front of the chief. With a single, powerful stroke, he lifted the groom's coffin up like an eagle snatching a chick. Hearing this, Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua, recalling the awkward scene and the groom's terrified expression, couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing them laugh, the bartender, naturally pleased, spoke even more enthusiastically, gesturing wildly as he said, "Just then, a small stone suddenly came from below the stage, knocking away the old man with the painted face and white beard. It seems the stone was thrown too fast, and the old man couldn't dodge it..." Lan Tianpeng was startled and

blurted out, "You mean it hit him?"

The bartender nodded sharply, "Yes, the old man with the painted face and white beard probably wasn't paying attention, and the small stone hit him squarely on the wrist..."

Xiao Qionghua immediately asked with concern, "And then?"

Without hesitation, the bartender replied, "Then the old man with the white beard let go, and the groom fell flat on his back."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qionghua was truly at a loss for words, and unconsciously suppressed a laugh as she asked, "I mean, the old man with the white beard was hit by a small stone, and that's it?" The

bartender immediately said seriously, "Of course not! The old man with the white beard and painted face, after losing the groom, was rubbing his wrists and cursing at the audience..."

Lan Tianpeng felt that if one of the "Three Demons with Hammers" went on stage, there should be two others below. Did the two old monsters just stand there watching the person impersonating him, Lan Tianpeng, stand below the stage? Therefore, before the bartender could finish speaking, someone immediately interrupted, asking, "Aren't there two old men downstairs?"

The bartender, somewhat nervously, replied, "Right now, two red-faced, blue-faced old men with white beards are already flying back and forth on the heads of the onlookers."

Xiao Qionghua asked with concern, "Have they found the young man who threw the stones?"

The bartender replied seriously, "The young man who threw the stones is already on the stage." Lan

Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were startled and asked in unison with concern, "What happened to them afterward?"

Bao Zheng said seriously, "Of course the old man with the painted face and white beard wanted to fight that young man, but the young man challenged the three old men to a formal martial arts contest tonight to compete for the princess."

Lan Tianpeng asked in confusion, "Strange, why didn't that young man choose last night? Why tonight?"

The bartender replied seriously, "That way, the news will spread, and more people will come to watch the excitement." Hearing this, Lan Tianpeng

suddenly realized something and was about to say something when Xiao Qionghua asked first, "How old is that young man?"

The bartender thought for a moment before saying, "Some say he's twenty-one or twenty-two, some say he's at most twenty..."

Lan Tianpeng, upon hearing this, couldn't help but say with some disappointment, "So you didn't see it yourself?"

The bartender smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, I bet everyone talking about this outside is just hearing rumors from the groom's family after they came out of the village. I dare say that no one upstairs actually saw it with their own eyes. I'm just taking care of the guests, and because I've heard so much, I think it's around that age, because no one has said that the young man was twenty-eight or twenty-nine, or even thirty..." (

Xiao Qionghua ) They immediately interrupted the bartender, asking eagerly, "Did anyone say that the young man's clothes were different?"

The bartender shook his head without hesitation and said, "No, everyone said he was wearing a silver satin gentleman's robe, a silver silk turban, and a long gown."

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua frowned. Based on the young man's skill, courage, and age, they had concluded that he was most likely Huangfu Hui, who had returned from learning martial arts and obtaining a sword in the East Sea. However, upon hearing this, they overturned their assumptions, because Huangfu Hui was wearing a long gown in pale yellow, vermilion, or goose yellow. Thinking this, Lan Tianpeng suddenly looked at the bartender and asked, "Have you heard that the young man's silver satin robe had some fine silver flowers on it?"

The bartender smiled and shook his head, saying, "No one said that."

Lan Tianpeng then asked with concern, "Did the boy who was throwing stones say he was Lan Tianpeng?"

The bartender immediately became serious and said, "Not only did he give his name as Lan Tianpeng, but he also sold his nickname, 'Jade-Faced Divine Dragon,' for his little swordsmanship." As he spoke, he suddenly lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Sir, guess what happened to the 'Three Demons of the Border Hammer' after hearing what that young man named Lan Tianpeng said?"

Lan Tianpeng frowned and asked, "What happened?"

The bartender said even more mysteriously, "Those three old lads were stunned."

Xiao Qionghua was only concerned about who the person impersonating Lan Tianpeng was, so she interrupted the topic and asked, "Did they say what that young man named 'Jade-Faced Divine Dragon' looked like? Was he tall or short, thin or fat?"

Upon hearing this, the bartender immediately gave a wry smile, shook his head, and said, "Everyone says he's extremely handsome, many times more handsome than the groom. As for his weight and height, it seems no one mentions it." Knowing

he wouldn't get any more information by asking, Lan Tianpeng waved to the bartender and said gently, "Thank you, you can go serve the guests now." The bartender bowed twice in agreement and turned to leave through the bamboo curtain.

As soon as the bartender was outside, Xiao Qionghua looked at Lan Tianpeng and asked in a low voice, "Cousin, did you ever know a young man in a silver robe?"

Lan Tianpeng was taken aback and immediately shook his head blankly, saying, "No."

Xiao Qionghua sighed, "Then why did you ask the bartender to see if the young man in the silver robe had any silver flowers on his robe?" Lan Tianpeng chuckled and said, "

I was asking about a young girl..."

Upon hearing "young girl," Xiao Qionghua laughed and said, "What? Another young girl? Whose daughter is she?"

Lan Tianpeng immediately laughed and said, "Cousin, why are you so nervous? Look how scared you are! She's Senior Sister Ouyang."

Xiao Qionghua realized that Lan Tianpeng had indeed mentioned to her that when he first met Ouyang Zi at the Gao Family Ceremony, she was wearing a silver satin robe adorned with countless shimmering silver flowers. So she smiled and said, "That's right, Sister Ouyang does indeed like wearing silver, but I was so focused on Sister Huangfu that I forgot about her. To be honest, I get a little nervous whenever I hear the word 'young girl.'"

Lan Tianpeng laughed heartily and said, "Cousin, I dare tell you, this silver-clad girl who impersonated me to compete for beauty is still a woman."

Xiao Qionghua's heart skipped a beat, and she blurted out, "You mean, it might be Sister Ouyang?"

To reassure Xiao Qionghua, Lan Tianpeng could only say seriously, "If it's not her, then who is it?" Although he said this, he had absolutely no confidence.

Xiao Qionghua thought for a moment, then hesitated and said, "That's impossible. How could she leave Kuocang so easily? Besides..."

Lan Tianpeng immediately disagreed, saying, "What's impossible? Even without Senior Sister Huangfu and her, the Dragon and Phoenix Gathering can still be managed by Headmaster Guo of 'Double Palms Shake the Universe'."

Xiao Qionghua, however, remained unconvinced, saying, "I mean, the Huangshan Sword Tournament is approaching. How can she be sure you can return to Huangshan in time for the tournament? What if you miss it? Won't the Silver-Clad Swordsman's honorary golden chair be revoked?"

Lan Tianpeng was startled and anxiously said, "Yes, cousin, let's eat quickly. No matter who this imposter is, we shouldn't pay him any attention. We should still proceed according to plan and head into the mountain pass tonight."

Xiao Qionghua immediately retorted, "How can that be? We can't rush for just a few hours! What if this silver-clad youth is one of our own, and he's using this method to lure us there because of some great upheaval in the Central Plains? What if you're in such a hurry that we don't go? Wouldn't that ruin everything?"

Lan Tianpeng immediately gave her a thumbs up and excitedly said, "Cousin, you're so clever!"

Xiao Qionghua's heart sweetened. She glanced at Lan Tianpeng affectionately and said reproachfully, "Stop being so cheeky, let's eat! We need to eat so we can continue our journey." So, the two quickly finished their meal, paid the bill, and went downstairs.

At this time, the street was even more lively. Those who didn't know were greeting those who did, while those who knew were all heading east, and those who came to cross the river surged backward like a tide. Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua received their horses from the innkeeper, who gave them a small piece of silver as a reward. They mounted and, riding through the crowd, slowly made their way towards the east street. The

crowd made it difficult to travel quickly until they reached the exit. The official road gradually widened, and they began to trot, but even then, their pace was much slower than usual. They rode for a while, then walked, and the more they went, the more pedestrians appeared. They hadn't yet reached the exit, and with mountains rising all around them, the dim light made it impossible to discern the distant peaks. Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua grew increasingly anxious, as did the surging crowd, which was filled with a cacophony of noise.

Just then, someone in the crowd shouted, "Friends who have come to watch the marriage contest, please listen! Our chieftain, for your convenience, has moved the broadcasting platform outside the valley entrance. From there, you can head north to reach it..." Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in thunderous cheers.

Then the man said, "Friends, do you see that? That's where the lights are."

Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua, being on horseback, could see far and looked up, spotting a large patch of lights about seven or eight li to the north in the dim light. Because it was already dark, they couldn't make out the terrain, but it looked like a square or a ridge—in short, a place with a wide view. In that brief moment of observation, the crowd had already excitedly surged northwards. They traversed the undulating terrain, occasionally stumbling and falling with cries of surprise. Lan Tianpeng shook his head, unconsciously saying, "What's the point of all this?" He then turned to look; only a few people remained on the crowded road ahead.

Seeing this, Xiao Qionghua had an idea and blurted out, "Cousin! There are few people on the official road. We can go and send our horses. I think the Tanggula tribe is nearby, and the Tanggula Pass can't be too far away."

Lan Tianpeng thought this made sense and nodded in agreement. They rode north along the official road. After traveling only a few miles, a large town dotted with lights appeared ahead. The two rode into the town and went to the first large inn on the south side of the main street to complete the necessary paperwork for their horses. Then they left the town, used their lightness skills, and galloped westward. Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were incredibly skilled; once they used their lightness skills, they were as fast as lightning, as swift as shooting stars, and sped through dangerous and deserted areas. Because the arena, dotted with lights, was located in a low, flat area, Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua could see it from several miles away. As they got closer, the scene in the arena became clearer.

The flat, wide arena stood tall in the center of the throng of people. On either side of the arena were two sloping hills, forming a saddle-like structure where four sloping structures met. Both slopes were already packed with onlookers. About seven or eight zhang behind the arena, a decorated tent had been erected. Although the tent was covered with large lanterns, the mats on the tent obscured who was seated there. Meanwhile, a tide of people continued to surge towards the arena from all directions, while the area in front of the arena was already filled with spectators. Since the arena was flat and unsupported, no one was standing on it, indicating that the competition hadn't started. As they moved forward, more and more people entered, forcing Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua to halt their advance and stride forward.

Even before they reached the arena, someone shouted, "He's here! He's here! The little swordsman 'Jade-Faced Divine Dragon' is here!" Upon hearing this

, Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua felt a surge of nervousness, and neither of them glanced towards the source of the commotion. However, as they moved forward, they noticed everyone staring at them with astonishment. They knew they were in trouble, for the people had mistaken him for the silver-clad youth who had competed in the three-day beauty contest. If that were true, they would be unable to explain themselves, for if someone asked for his name and background, he would naturally have to change his name and say that he was Lan Tianpeng. What could Lan Tianpeng say then? The blindly following crowd would naturally assume that he was the Lan Tianpeng who had competed with the "Three Demons of the Border Hammer."

Seeing this situation, Lan Tianpeng secretly groaned, thinking that he had to think of a way. Xiao Qionghua was also secretly panicked. She wasn't afraid of the "Three Demons of the Border Hammer," but rather of the silver-clad youth who had impersonated Lan Tianpeng. If he had ulterior motives and wasn't one of their own, he wouldn't dare to appear. Fortunately, one of the people was a family member of the groom, who immediately shouted, "Gentlemen, don't mistake him for someone else! Isn't this young master the 'Jade-Faced Divine Dragon' Lan Tianpeng, the swordsman who challenged the three old men who guarded the beauty that day?"

From the crowd watching the spectacle, someone immediately laughed and said, "With such a beautiful woman by his side, why risk his life to seize Princess Yao?" Upon hearing this, many people burst into laughter.

Xiao Qionghua was naturally annoyed, but because she had diverted the crowd's attention from Lan Tianpeng, her annoyance unconsciously subsided. The crowd grew increasingly dense, and Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua had no choice but to stop about ten feet away. Fortunately, there was a large rock nearby, and since the rock was already crowded with people, and the two of them didn't want to stand in an overly conspicuous place, they stood in front of the rock. At this time, the crowd was in an uproar, discussing and exchanging glances, with everyone's eyes frequently glancing at the empty pavilion and the arena covered with lanterns. Half an hour passed, and apart from the increasingly loud discontented voices of the crowd, no one was seen inside the pavilion.

After a while, a commotion and shouts arose under the pavilion: "He's here, he's here, the chieftain is here!" Both Lan

Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were worried that the young man impersonating Lan Tianpeng would fail to appear, thus ruining his reputation. If the "Three Demons of the Edge Hammer" waited too long on the stage for the silver-clad youth to arrive, they would inevitably point at Lan Tianpeng's name and hurl insults. At that point, Lan Tianpeng would be forced to step onto the stage and take the fight. In that instant, an old man dressed in smoky brown, wearing a white leather hat with three gold trims, with a ruddy face, a snow-white beard, and a melancholy expression, slowly walked onto the stage.

Lan Tianpeng recognized the man's attire and assumed he was the one the crowd had just called the chief. Following behind the chief were seven or eight other people, all with worried faces and dejected expressions. After the chief and others ascended the decorated platform, they stood in a line. The chief walked first to the platform, bowed to the crowd watching from below and the hillsides on both sides, and said somberly, "My daughter, Xianyao, has come of age. To uphold the ancient tradition that a woman should marry when she comes of age, we have already arranged a marriage with Mr. Zhu from Gongnan Town. The wedding ceremony will be held at the end of the month."

He paused, glanced at the crowd with a sorrowful and helpless look, and continued, "To fulfill the rules and customs of our tribe, and to allow the groom, Mr. Zhu, to meet the entire tribe, we are holding a marriage contest here, which has not been held for many years." He sighed sadly, tears welling in his eyes, and continued, "Although the marriage contest is over and the groom has been dressed in red, the three elders of Bianchui refuse to accept it. They insist that the groom compete with them for beauty, and there is also the famous Jade-Faced Divine Dragon, Lantian Peng, who also wants to compete." Lantian Peng, seeing the chief openly call his name, couldn't help but let out a soft snort of anger.

The chieftain continued, "This old man has no choice but to hold another match, inviting the three elders and the young one to compete seriously. I have sworn to the heavens that whoever wins will be Princess Xianyao's..." Before he could finish, the nearly ten thousand spectators erupted in a murmur of envy and jealousy. As soon as the murmur subsided, the chieftain continued, "To ensure fairness, I have specially set up this arena here, allowing everyone to offer their impartial judgment." The onlookers, unaware of the chieftain's distress, immediately let out a thunderous roar.

The chieftain sighed sadly, shook his head, and said loudly, somewhat impatiently, "Begin." He then turned and walked back, listlessly sitting down on the long ridge with the other elders. Just as the chieftain sat down, three shrill, long cries suddenly rang out from the high ridge to his left. These three shrill cries, like the wails of ghosts, were terrifying, sending chills down everyone's spines. Although nearly ten thousand spectators surrounded the arena, and more were still arriving from afar, many were still startled by the sudden sound. At this moment, the nearly ten thousand spectators all turned their heads in surprise to look up at the ridge, knowing that three old monsters had arrived.

Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were no exception. Turning their heads, they saw three broad, imposing figures rushing down from the ridge with the speed of thunder. In the middle was a man with a painted face and a gray robe; to the left, a man with a blue face and a black robe; and to the right, a man with a red face and a red robe. Although these three old men wore different clothes and had different painted faces, they all had a thick, silvery beard. As they looked around, they heard someone nearby say, "Did you see that? The one in the gray robe is a transvestite, the one in the blue robe is a ghost demon, and the one in the red robe with a red face is a red spirit demon..."

Before they finished speaking, the "Three Demons of the Side Hammer" had reached the foot of the ridge, stepping over the heads of the crowded audience, moving as fast as the wind towards the stage. The audience, their heads trampled, were too crowded to move, and the "Three Demons of the Side Hammer" moved with incredible speed. Before they could even see clearly, a gust of wind had passed, and the "Three Demons of the Side Hammer" were already gone. The "Three Demons of the Side Hammer" leaped onto the stage, laughing maniacally and waving their sleeves wildly, creating a powerful gust of wind that forced the chieftain and his men to their feet and retreat, finally being forced off the stage.

The pale-faced, gray-robed "transvestite" laughed wildly, leaping into the center of the arena. He glanced like a madman at the silent audience of over ten thousand, then laughed again, saying, "Has the young Lan fellow arrived yet? Hurry up and come up to your death, hahaha..."

But the nearly ten thousand spectators immediately erupted in discussion and commotion. Xiao Qiuhua, seeing this, knew she had guessed correctly. The pale-faced, gray-robed "transvestite" had called three times, but the silver-clad youth impersonating Lan Tianpeng hadn't appeared. Looking at Lan Tianpeng beside him, his brows furrowed, lips tightly pressed together, his piercing eyes fixed on the arena, he was clearly considering whether to step forward and clarify things. The nearby audience had already begun to discuss, not only dissatisfied with the silver-clad youth's absence but also extremely disappointed, unaware that the man was an imposter.

Another person chimed in, "Exactly! Otherwise, I would have been home by now. If that kid surnamed Lan hadn't come out tonight, what 'Jade-Faced Divine Dragon'? I'd call him a coward..."

A hoarse voice added, "I came to see Lan Tianpeng kill those three old monsters. Who's really in the mood to watch them fight over a beauty?"

A strong voice nearby said in a low voice, "Please don't be impatient, everyone. I've heard that this 'Jade-Faced Divine Dragon' Lan Xiaoxiake is not only highly skilled in martial arts in the Central Plains, but also quite chivalrous..."

Another person snorted and said, "Then why hasn't he come out yet? 'The Demon' has been cursing up there for ages."

The same strong voice said, "In my judgment, he's probably held up by something..."

Suddenly, a deep, resonant voice chuckled and said, "He's probably taking advantage of 'The Demon' cursing here to go find the princess for some fun." Upon hearing this

, Lan Tianpeng was instantly enraged. Turning to face the one who had provoked him, he saw the painted-face "transvestite" on the stage laughing again, saying, "Since that young Lan dares not step forward, Princess Xianyao is mine, hahaha..."

Lan Tianpeng, unable to tolerate this any longer, was about to shout and leap forward when, from the mountain peak where the "Three Demons of the Side Hammer" had just roared, a long, clear howl suddenly rang out, soaring straight into the night sky. As soon as the howl sounded, the nearly ten thousand spectators seemed to instinctively know who had roared, and immediately erupted in a thunderous cheer: "Here it comes! Here it comes!"

This cheer, a cathartic release from the nearly ten thousand spectators who had waited so long, shook the mountains and fields, thundering like lightning, deafeningly loud. However, the thunderous cheer, though earth-shattering and deafening, could not drown out the clear, soaring howl that reached the heavens. Nearly ten thousand onlookers cheered and looked up towards the mountain peak, following the sound—but the cheers abruptly ceased upon seeing it, replaced by gasps of surprise.

A bright figure, like a silver thread, shone down from the peak—but as it approached the peak, and the silver-clad youth slowed slightly, everyone noticed that he was carrying a woman in red robes adorned with fox fur! The woman's clothing was easily recognizable, and many shouted in unison, "Is that boy carrying Princess Xianyao?"

This outburst threw the crowd into chaos. The chieftain and others, driven off the stage, disregarded the "ghost demon" and the "red spirit demon," and rushed back up to the stage. However, the three old monsters—one with a painted face, one with a blue face, and one with a blood-red face—exchanged glances, all stunned, as if asking, "What's going on?" Amidst the shouts and chaos, the silver-clad youth carrying Princess Xianyao, with his unparalleled "Three Swallow Skimming the Water" lightness skill, merely touched the tops of the crowded crowd's heads and soared into the arena.

As he stepped forward, many spectators shouted, but only those who were there for the spectacle and didn't care about the consequences. Upon witnessing the silver-clad youth's extraordinary lightness skill, one of them immediately shouted like thunder. The painted-face "transvestite" standing on the platform, glaring with his beady green eyes, yelled "Good lad!" and, just as the silver-clad youth stepped onto the edge of the arena, launched a flying palm strike—nearly ten thousand spectators were shocked and cried out in surprise, "Ah!"

At the same moment the cries of "Ah!" arose, the silver-clad youth carrying Princess Xianyao flashed, instantly transforming into more than ten other silver-clad youths, abruptly stopping behind the "transvestite." When the cries of "Ah!" ceased, the nearly ten thousand spectators fell silent, seemingly stunned. Meanwhile, the silver-clad youth on the arena, eyebrow-raising, shouted at the "transvestite," "Shameless madman, stop!"

At this moment, Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua both laughed, for they recognized the silver-clad youth with the red silk tassel on his sword as Huangfu Hui, who had gone to the East Sea to visit the "Holy Monk." The painted-face, gray-robed "transvestite," seemingly aware that Huangfu Hui, disguised as a man, was far more skilled than him, had no choice but to cease his attack upon hearing the shout! The blue-faced old man "Ghost Demon" and the red-robed "Red Spirit Demon," standing on the colorful platform, also stood there dumbfounded, staring at Huangfu Hui with expressions of surprise and disbelief, not daring to approach. However, the old chieftain and the other elders anxiously waved and shouted, but to no avail.

Dressed in a silver robe, with a silver-threaded square scarf and a red silk tassel on his "Vermilion Bird Sword," Huangfu Hui put down Princess Xianyao, first bowed to the crowd below the arena, and said loudly, "Heroes and friends from all walks of life, I was late because I was rescuing Princess Xianyao. Please forgive me." Upon hearing this, the nearly ten thousand spectators once again stirred up a commotion and discussion.

After Huangfu Hui finished bowing, she continued, "On my way here, I heard a woman screaming from the ridge. I rushed over and saw more than a dozen bandits trying to kidnap the princess..."

Before she could finish, the "transvestite" pointed at Huangfu Hui and angrily said, "You must have sent them to kidnap her!"

Huangfu Hui smiled coldly and said, "I don't need to rush to find out who kidnapped her. I'll bring those bandits here later and ask them in public, and we'll know who their master was."

Upon hearing this, the "transvestite" trembled and asked sharply, "You didn't kill those good-for-nothings?"

Huangfu Hui smiled coldly and said, "Killing them would leave no evidence, and wouldn't that be letting that scoundrel's master off easy?" As soon as she finished speaking, the "ghost demon" and the "red spirit demon" standing guard on the decorated platform exchanged a glance and turned to slip away.

Just as the two demons exchanged glances, the quick-witted Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua shouted, "You two old thieves, don't run away!"

With that shout, the two had already taken to the air, their figures soaring like giant cranes, flying straight towards the decorated tent! The nearly ten thousand spectators were stunned at first, then erupted in astonishment! The painted-face, gray-faced "demon" was immediately dumbfounded, because their earlier plan of "one against three" had been ruined by the appearance of this man and woman.

The "Ghost Demon" and "Red Spirit Demon," standing on the decorated platform, saw Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua's astonishing lightness skills, but in order to seize the initiative, they couldn't allow them to reach the platform. Therefore, as soon as Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua flew close, the two "Ghost Demons" simultaneously shouted and pounced behind them, each swinging their right palms to strike Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua's Tianling acupoints.

Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were already prepared. Seeing that they were about to reach the edge of the platform, they shifted their positions, their feet forward and their heads backward, their toes touching the wooden planks of the platform edge. In a flash, they performed a swift movement technique, skimming the platform surface and flying upwards—immediately afterward, with a sharp shout, they reached out and grabbed the "Ghost Demon" and "Red Spirit Demon" by the shoulders, and with a thud and two muffled groans, almost simultaneously, both demons were thrown onto the platform.

Overjoyed, Huangfu Hui immediately exclaimed, "Brother Peng, Sister Qiong, don't hurt them!"

The nearly ten thousand spectators gasped in surprise. They hadn't expected the silver-clad youth and green-clad girl flying towards the stage to be their own people—the notorious "Three Demons of the Border Hammer." They deserved their misfortune to have met them today. Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were only preventing the three demons from escaping; they had no intention of harming them. Moreover, if Huangfu Hui hadn't greeted them first, they had decided to pretend not to know them.

Since Huangfu Hui had greeted them first, after striking the two demons' pressure points, they both smiled and nodded at her. Huangfu Hui was naturally pleased and, forgetting her surroundings, immediately raised her slender hand and waved. At the same moment Huangfu Hui raised her arm, the "human-demon," already in despair, widened its eyes, remained silent, and lunged at Huangfu Hui in a single, swift motion. Upon seeing this, nearly ten thousand spectators immediately erupted in a gasp and shouts of surprise.

Huangfu Hui, with her exceptional agility, dodged the "transvestite" with a slight sway just as he lunged. However, the treacherous, filthy-faced "transvestite" remained motionless, continuing his attack towards Princess Xianyao, who lay sprawled on the platform—a sight that triggered another wave of anxious commotion and shouts from the nearly ten thousand spectators! Although Huangfu Hui had dodged, she didn't stop. Seeing this, she roared angrily, "You dog, you're courting death—" With her angry shout, a flash of red light appeared, followed by a surge of cold brilliance. A piercing scream rang out, and the "transvestite" was sent flying back two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters). Both his arms had been severed at the elbows by Huangfu Hui.

Huangfu Hui didn't stop there. Her body moved like a shadow, following the "transvestite" forward. When the "transvestite's" retreat ceased, the tip of the gleaming, fiery Vermilion Bird Sword in Huangfu Hui's hand was pressed against the "transvestite's" chin. Among the nearly ten thousand spectators were many seasoned veterans of the martial world, who had never witnessed such miraculous and swift movements, and were filled with genuine admiration. The "transvestite" had both arms severed, his groin pressed tightly against the sword tip, his whole body trembling, blood flowing like rain from his severed arms, yet his painted face remained unchanged, showing no sign of pain, as if he were growing stronger with age. Just then, the old chieftain, who had hurriedly squeezed through the crowd, leaped onto the stage.

Seeing this spectacle, the old chieftain dared not step forward voluntarily, and could only look timidly at Huangfu Hui, asking in a trembling voice, "Young hero Lan, may this old man carry my daughter down from the stage for treatment?"

Huangfu Hui, still holding the sword tip against the "transvestite's" throat, did not even glance at the old chieftain, and smiled faintly, saying, "Of course, but please come over here first."

The old chieftain, unaware of what was happening, glanced anxiously at his beloved daughter lying on the stage, and walked over tremblingly. As the old chieftain approached, Huangfu Hui, in a gentle voice, said, "Please, Chieftain, go and pull this thief's white beard."

The old chieftain was taken aback, not understanding why pulling the "transvestite's" beard was necessary. Even the nearly ten thousand spectators below the stage stared at Huangfu Hui in confusion, equally bewildered. Seeing the old chieftain's hesitation, Huangfu Hui urged in a low voice, "Hurry up! He absolutely won't dare move unless he's suicidal."

Hearing this, the old chieftain had no choice but to walk towards the painted-face "transvestite." Although the "transvestite" wanted to dodge, with the sword tip pressed against his chin and having heard Huangfu Hui's words, he dared not move unless he was suicidal. Only when the "transvestite" didn't move did the old chieftain dare to reach out and pull the man's white beard. Upon seeing this, Huangfu Hui immediately said in a low voice, "Pull hard." The old chieftain knew that beards were connected to flesh and would cause pain, and seemed reluctant to exert force.

Upon seeing this, Huangfu Hui immediately said sternly, "Have you forgotten that those three sent men to kidnap your daughter and violated your tribe's rules?"

The old chieftain, upon hearing this, was indeed enraged. With a loud shout, he forcefully pulled off the "ladyboy's" beard! The sight of the "ladyboy's" beard caused a stir among the nearly ten thousand audience members! The old chieftain, still clutching the white beard, stared in disbelief at the horrified "ladyboy," completely stunned. It turned out that the "ladyboy's" painted face and white beard were actually a specially made mask, and the real "ladyboy" was a hideous man with thick eyebrows, rat-like eyes, and dark skin. He was now pale as a ghost, sweating profusely.

Seeing that the old chieftain had removed his mask, Huangfu Hui immediately looked at an audience member on the stage and said, "Gentlemen, look at this powerful man whom you have always feared like a venomous snake, whom you regard as a ghost or monster. He is nothing more than a traitor who dares not show his true face..."

Before he could finish speaking, many people below the stage shouted angrily, "Kill him! Kill him!"

Huangfu Hui ignored the furious audience and continued to look at the "transvestite" and said, "I've heard that you especially like to cook unborn children and drink them with your wine. Is that true?"

The "transvestite" shook his head repeatedly and said in a panic, "Absolutely not. They're just making things up."

Huangfu Hui continued in a deep voice, "So, your accomplice, the 'ghost demon,' also has a rumor that he specializes in eating the brains of people who have died within the last three days?" The "

transvestite" nodded repeatedly and said, "That's right, young hero, they're the ones who harmed the three of us brothers."

As soon as he finished speaking, many people in the audience shouted, "That's all nonsense! These things really happened, and we are all victims."

Huangfu Hui was about to ask something more, but based on the anger of the audience, he concluded that the rumors he had heard were true. The "Three Demons of Bianchui" were indeed three heinous criminals. He sneered and said, "So many people are saying you're harming people, how could it be false?"

The "transvestite" stammered in fear, "They're just framing me..."

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Yi flew into a rage and said angrily, "I don't know about other things, so I can't say for sure, but after you disrupted Princess Xianyao's engagement ceremony the day before yesterday, you sent people to beat her. I saw it myself. What else do you have to say?" He paused, then suddenly said in a deep voice, "Whether what they said is true or false, I don't know either. If you have any reason, you can talk to them." As soon as he said

"go," he kicked out, his toe striking the "transvestite's" pressure point. The "transvestite" spun around and fell off the stage! Upon seeing this, the audience immediately erupted in shouts of "Hit him!" At the same time, many people rushed towards the "transvestite," pushing and shoving! On the other side of the stage, Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua, amidst the clamor of the audience, also kicked the "ghost demon" and the "red spirit demon" off the stage. The "transvestite," though broken and stabbed, could still let out a scream or two, but the "ghost demon" and "red spirit demon" had been rendered mute and paralyzed, and without even a groan, they were beaten to death by the angry audience. After kicking the "ghost demon" and "red spirit demon" off the stage, Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua immediately flew back towards the arena.

Huangfu Hui, having sheathed her sword, explained to the old chieftain, "Your daughter has been drugged by that villain and has fainted. She'll probably be unconscious for another hour or two before she wakes up."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua leaped over, cheering in unison, "Sister Huangfu!"

Huangfu Hui immediately grabbed Xiao Qionghua's hands, giving Lan Tianpeng a knowing look before smiling and saying, "Isn't my method clever? It really lured you two here."

Lan Tianpeng cheerfully replied, "My cousin and I both thought it was Sister Ouyang."

Huangfu Hui giggled, saying happily, "How could she leave?"

Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua's hearts skipped a beat. Just as they were about to say something, the old chieftain, who had been staring blankly, walked over, looking at Huangfu Hui with a puzzled expression, and asked, "You...you...wasn't this supposed to be the young hero Lan?" Huangfu Hui, Lan Tianpeng, and Xiao Qionghua all laughed upon hearing this.

Xiao Qionghua pointed at Lan Tianpeng and said with a smile, "This is Lan Tianpeng, and this is Lan Tianpeng's senior sister, Miss Huangfu..." She then pointed to Huangfu Hui, whose cheeks were slightly flushed and whose cherry lips were blooming with a smile.

The old chieftain stared blankly at Huangfu Hui, repeatedly saying, "This...this...what should we do?"

Xiao Qionghua, being straightforward, immediately asked, puzzled, "What should we do?"

The old chieftain said anxiously, "I mean...everyone in the Tanggula Pass area, near and far, whoever is here, has seen Lan Xiaoxia bring a woman here..."

Before he could finish, Lan Tianpeng looked at Huangfu Hui and said cheerfully, "Sister Huangfu, please explain to the audience below."

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Hui glanced unconsciously at Princess Xianyao on the silver platform, then nodded and smiled, saying, "Let me explain." She then walked to the edge of the platform and looked down. The villainous "transvestite" who had been kicked off had already been chopped into mincemeat by the angry audience and the victims.

Seeing the situation below the stage, the old chieftain immediately walked to the front of the stage, clasped his hands in greeting, and said loudly, "Friends and heroes, please be quiet. This young lady has something to say." He said this twice, and the noisy audience gradually quieted down.

However, the eyes of thousands of people were all fixed on Xiao Qionghua, presumably because of what the old chieftain had said. Huangfu Hui couldn't help but smile at this situation. Therefore, once the audience had quieted down, she took two more steps to the side of the stage and said in a clear, feminine voice, "Friends and heroes from all sides, I am very sorry, I am not the Little Swordsman 'Jade-Faced Divine Dragon' Lan Tianpeng, I am Lan Tianpeng's senior sister..." Before she could finish speaking, a commotion and discussion had already broken out below the stage.

As soon as the discussion subsided, Huangfu Hui immediately asked loudly, "Would you all like to meet the Little Swordsman 'Jade-Faced Divine Dragon' Lan Tianpeng?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a thunderous response erupted from below the stage: "We want to meet him!" Huangfu Hui immediately pointed cheerfully at Lan Tianpeng and said in a clear voice, "

This is my junior brother, Lan Tianpeng, known as the Little Swordsman 'Jade-Faced Divine Dragon'..." Before she could finish speaking, nearly ten thousand spectators had already erupted in a deafening cheer that soared into the night sky. Lan Tianpeng had already strode to the edge of the stage, smiling and bowing to the cheering crowd on all sides.

After the cheers subsided slightly, Huangfu Hui pointed to Xiao Qionghua and continued her clear introduction, "This is Miss Xiao Qionghua. Some of you may have friends in the underworld. To be honest, she is a member of the underworld..." "My friend's nemesis, known as 'The Demoness of the Beautiful Woman'..." Before she could finish speaking, the cheers subsided, and many people looked panicked and surprised, amidst a chorus of exclamations of astonishment.

Seeing this, Huangfu Hui realized that Qionghua's reputation had already spread far and wide. However, in order to ease the atmosphere, she immediately smiled and said, "Friends, I can also tell you some good news. This Miss Xiao is about to retire. According to our ancient Chinese tradition, men are responsible for external affairs, and women for internal affairs, because she is now the legal wife of the young master of Lantian Peng Valley." Before she could finish speaking, a thunderous applause erupted.

Seeing the crowd's enthusiasm, Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua bowed repeatedly to the stage. However, their interpretations of Huangfu Hui's introduction differed. The perceptive Xiao Qionghua interpreted Huangfu Hui's words as a declaration of her feelings. It implied that Huangfu Hui was willing to marry Lan Tianpeng as his second wife, not as the eldest disciple forcing herself into the position of first wife.

Before Xiao Qionghua could finish her thought, the applause and cheers from the audience continued unabated, and Huangfu Hui continued in a clear voice, "Farewell, everyone." "Having said that, she waved her hand at Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua, and the three of them almost simultaneously rose into the air, flying straight towards the top of the colorful pavilion. They rose at the same time, side by side, and simultaneously touched down on the top of the pavilion before taking off again, shooting straight towards the northeastern ridge.

The nearly ten thousand spectators, witnessing this, erupted in cheers and applause once more. Because of the darkness in the distance, the lights couldn't reach that far, and although Lan Tianpeng and the others couldn't be seen clearly, the jewels and pearls embedded in their bodies and swords still allowed a glittering light to be seen as they flew northeast, appearing from afar like shooting stars, incredibly fast.

Once past the ridge, Lan Tianpeng immediately asked, "Sister Huangfu, where is your horse?"

Huangfu Hui replied, "In the big town at Tanggula Pass. What about yours?"

Xiao Qionghua pointed to a patch of lights ahead and said, "In that town ahead." Huangfu Hui glanced around and said, "

Your places are close by, so let's go to yours first. You can just pick any room for me later."

Xiao Qionghua blushed instantly, realizing Huangfu Hui's words had a double meaning. Quick-witted, she smiled and said, "We need two superior rooms. I'll sleep in one. Sister Hui and Brother Peng have been apart for so long, it's a good time to catch up. We're not strangers anyway, we'll be roommates from now on, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Huangfu Hui blushed even more, knowing Xiao Qionghua knew about her and Lan Tianpeng's affair. Lan Tianpeng laughed and whispered, "Don't argue, let's just have the three of us share a room."

Both women blushed further, and Xiao Qionghua playfully scolded, "You're getting a good deal."

Huangfu Hui quickly changed the subject, saying, "I didn't expect you to come back so quickly."

Lan Tianpeng replied, "We went to the Glacier Plateau, not the Kunlun Sect."

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Hui immediately smiled and said, "It seems that what Senior 'Heroic Beggar' Ma said is quite right..."

Xiao Qionghua immediately asked in surprise, "Sister, you met Senior 'Heroic Beggar' Ma?" Huangfu

Hui smiled happily and said, "Silly sister, if I hadn't met Senior Ma, how would I have known that you had come to the Western Regions?" Upon hearing this, Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua both laughed. As they spoke, they were already close to the town entrance, so the three of them stopped and entered the town.

It was nearing dusk, and the streets should have been bustling, but because everyone had gone to watch the marriage contest and the martial arts competition, the streets were quite deserted. However, waiters still stood in front of every restaurant and inn, greeting customers. Guided by the waiters, the three of them entered a shop, chose a private room, and ordered a pot of sweet wine and some food. After brushing off the dust and washing their faces, the food and drink were brought to them. Since both women had already consummated their marriage with Lan Tianpeng, he naturally sat alone, while Huangfu Hui and Xiao Qionghua accompanied him.

After Xiao Qionghua poured two cups of sweet wine for Huangfu Hui, she first asked with a smile, "Sister, your trip to the East Sea must have gone smoothly, otherwise..."

Huangfu Hui immediately replied with a smile, "Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to bring back the 'Vermilion Bird Sword,' would you?" Lan Tianpeng smiled and said, "

Yes, as soon as my cousin and I saw your sword with its bright red tassel and red lacquered scabbard, we knew you had successfully met the 'Holy Monk' on your way to the East Sea."

Huangfu Hui immediately looked at Xiao Qionghua and said gratefully, "We really have to thank you, Sister Qionghua."

Xiao Qionghua immediately said modestly, "I was just following the orders of the 'Divine Nun' to convey her divine decree..."

Before she could finish speaking, Huangfu Hui said seriously, "Oh, speaking of the 'Divine Nun,' we have to thank you again, my dear sister..."

Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua were startled and asked in surprise, "Why? Did you encounter some difficulties?"

Huangfu Hui immediately nodded seriously and said, "That's right, fortunately, I answered correctly." "She paused, her expression suddenly turning serious as she continued, 'After leaving you in Xianju City, I was worried about the invasion of "Master Yuxu" and his forces, so I dared not delay. Furthermore, I was concerned for Brother Peng and Sister Xian's journey to Kongtong to retrieve her. Therefore, I set off that very night, still dressed as a man along the way. To arrive as quickly as possible, I traveled at night and hired post horses during the day…'

Lan Tianpeng immediately said with concern, 'The journey from Xianju to Penglai Island is not a matter of just one or two days. How can you not rest, sister?'"

Huangfu Hui smiled brightly, looked at Lan Tianpeng affectionately, and said with a smile, "Silly brother, your sister isn't made of steel. How could I endure traveling day and night without rest? I only took a break to travel overnight. Once we reached the East Sea, I changed back into women's clothing, hired a medium-sized seagoing vessel, and headed straight for Penglai. Penglai Island is lush and verdant, with wildflowers blooming everywhere; it is indeed a breathtaking paradise.

After traveling two or three miles, I met a young novice monk. After I bowed and inquired, he immediately led me to a perilous spot on the island facing the sea. Upon reaching that perilous place, I discovered three or five wooden houses with stake roofs nestled among the pine trees. Just then, a dignified middle-aged monk emerged from within.

The middle-aged monk wore a dark gray robe..." A string of sandalwood prayer beads hung around her neck. Upon seeing Sister En, she immediately asked, "Are you perhaps from the home of the great hero Ouyang of Tiantai?" Sister En bowed respectfully and replied, "Indeed, my name is Huangfu Hui, the first disciple of my late master. May I ask your Dharma name, senior brother?" The middle-aged monk immediately chanted a Buddhist prayer and smiled humbly, saying, "Excellent, excellent! So it is Junior Sister Huangfu. I, Pujing, am late in welcoming you. I hope you will forgive me." Sister En had already walked to a short distance from Pujing and bowed again, saying, "I came in a hurry and did not ask if it was a holy monk repairing a sacred site. I came abruptly. Please do not be offended, senior brother." Pujing smiled and said, "It is no wonder. Come with me to see my master!" With that, he walked into the depths of the pine forest, while Sister En and the young novice watched him quietly from behind. There were five stone houses in the forest, all built according to the original clearings in the forest, seemingly without any particular arrangement. The pine trees, each with an iron-like trunk and gnarled branches, were at least several hundred years old.

Just as they were about to pass the main stone house, Pujing, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped and turned around, asking in a low voice, "Did you bring that Heavenly Character Gold Cloak?" As he spoke, he glanced at the small bundle on Yujie's back. Yujie immediately nodded to him, indicating that she had brought it.

Passing the main stone house, they saw a large stone house a few feet away, with bamboo curtains hanging deep inside, two windows tightly closed, and although the door was open, the light inside was dim, making it impossible to see if anyone was inside. However, based on Pujing's solemn expression and respectful demeanor, Yujie concluded that this large stone chamber must be the meditation room of the "Holy Monk of the East Sea." With this in mind, Yujie also hurried forward with a solemn expression, holding her breath as she followed.

Pu Jing stopped a foot away from the curtain, immediately bowed, and said, "Reporting to Master, I, Huangfu Hui, a disciple of the great hero Ouyang of Tiantai, have returned to the mountain with tokens to pay homage to you. I

respectfully request that you open the curtain and allow my junior sister to visit me." I was very confused after hearing Pu Jing's last two sentences. Since I was going to pay homage to you, I should be able to see you immediately. Why did I need to request that the curtain be opened and use the words "allow me to visit"? Just as this thought crossed my mind, a frail yet kind voice came from inside the curtain: "This child has traveled a long way and must be tired. Let her rest for a while before coming back!" When I heard that frail, kind voice, I could hardly believe my ears. Was that voice really coming from the mouth of the "Holy Monk of the East Sea," whose martial arts had reached a state of perfection? To be honest, I really thought that the person sitting inside the curtain must be a terminally ill old man, nearing the end of his life. Just as my sister was about to ask if she wasn't tired, Pujing respectfully agreed, bowed, and stepped back. Seeing this, my sister and the young novice monk also bowed and retreated.

After we had retreated about three zhang (approximately 10 meters), Pujing gave my sister a humble, smiling, and respectful bow. I still asked Pujing to go first, with the young novice monk following behind me. Reaching the first stone, Pujing opened the door, let my sister in, and gently instructed the young novice monk to fetch tea. The room was simply furnished, with one bright spot and two dark ones. Besides a wooden table and two wooden chairs, there was nothing else, except for a pale white curtain hanging on the doors to the left and right inner rooms.

My sister invited Pujing to take the seat of honor, and Pujing, without being impolite, still bowed respectfully. After they sat down, Yu Jie glanced at the curtains of the inner rooms on either side. Pu Jing immediately explained, "This stone house has been prepared for you for five or six years..." Yu Jie was surprised and ashamed, and blurted out unconsciously, "What? Master said..." Pu Jing smiled and said, "That's right, it was prepared especially for you, because Master calculated the dates and said that you should have arrived six years ago." Upon hearing this, Yu Jie could only explain with difficulty, "However, I only learned the whole story from Xiao Qiongren, a disciple of the Divine Nun, a month ago..." "And the origin of the gold cloak!" Upon hearing this, Pu Jing's expression changed drastically, and he asked nervously, "Aren't you the disciple specially instructed by Master Ouyang for our revered master?" Without hesitation, Yu Jie replied, "Yes, otherwise why would he have sent me? Otherwise, why would he have given me the Heavenly Cloak?" Pu Jing was taken aback and asked in confusion, "Why did you say that just now, Junior Sister…?" Yu Jie immediately told him, "This is related to a secret from before our late master's passing…" Before she finished speaking, the young novice had already brought two bowls of steaming pine nut tea. After setting down the tea, the young novice stood to the side. Pu Jing

immediately said gently, "Junior Brother, go to Senior Sister's room and get a stool to sit on." The young novice responded with a "Yes," and turned to walk behind the curtain in the east room.

My sister was startled upon hearing this and looked at Pujing in surprise, asking, "Senior brother, this young…" Pujing smiled and said, "Junior brother Puming is Master's last disciple, taken in several years ago." As he finished speaking, the young novice Pujing brought out a wooden stool from the inner room.

Pujing immediately smiled and said, "Junior brother, come and greet Senior Sister Huangfu!" The young novice Puming put down the stool and immediately bowed to my sister.

As my sister rose to return the bow, she sized up the young novice Puming and noticed that he was handsome, with clear features, red lips and white teeth, and a quiet yet resolute air; he was indeed a martial arts prodigy, no wonder the holy monk chose him as his last disciple.

Pujing, a junior novice monk, greeted her and immediately steered the conversation back on track, asking, "Junior sister, could you please tell me about Master Ouyang's secret?" My sister felt it best to bring it up after meeting the Holy Monk, so she said somewhat hesitantly, "I wish to meet the Venerable Monk, pay my respects to him, and then discuss this matter..." Before she could finish, Pujing said decisively, "No!" My sister was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Why, senior brother?" To her astonishment, Pujing sighed sadly.

Pujing was also very clever; he had probably noticed my confused expression when the Holy Monk spoke. Seeing the question, he frankly said, "To be honest, junior sister, our master will soon pass away..." My sister was shocked and stunned...

Lantian Peng and Xiao Qionghua, who had been sitting quietly listening, were also greatly surprised. Almost simultaneously, they asked with concern, "How is the Venerable Monk now?"

Huangfu Hui immediately smiled and said, "Don't be impatient, you two. I will tell you myself." Lan Tianpeng and Xiao Qionghua, seeing Huangfu Hui's expression, knew that the Holy Monk was still alive. Huangfu

Hui continued, "Pujing wants me to reveal the secret of our late master, fearing it might involve the Holy Monk and cause others distress, thus hastening his passing. Hearing this, I naturally couldn't insist, so I recounted the misunderstanding between our late master and Master Ding, and the treacherous actions of 'Black Hand Sanlang,' which ruined the promising futures of these two heroes. I also explained that our late master had previously instructed me or Zilin to go to the Holy Monk's place, which Qionghua confirmed before we set off.

Pujing immediately agreed, saying that when I see the Holy Monk, the story should be brief, so as not to cause him grief over missing his friend. We talked for a while longer, finished our pine nut tea, and then went to see the Holy Monk again." This time, Pujing, still standing a zhang away from the Emperor, respectfully instructed, "Reporting to Master, my junior sister Huangfu Hui will rest briefly before coming to pay her respects!" The holy monk behind the bamboo curtain, still aged and weak, said, "Accompany her in!" The young novice following behind had already gone to lift the bamboo curtain. My sister, following Pujing, bowed and entered, immediately greeted by the fragrant scent of sandalwood. Upon entering the room, she saw a clean and smooth mat spread out on the floor. Pujing, who had been leading the way, stepped aside and immediately said softly, "The one sitting on the mat is Master!"

My sister, who had been bowing and keeping her head down since being allowed to enter, immediately knelt down upon hearing this and respectfully said, "Disciple Huangfu Hui has come to pay her respects to Master!" After saying this, she performed the grand ceremony of four bows and four kowtows to formally become a disciple.

The old monk, seated at the head of the table, gave a weak laugh and said, "Hui'er, get up. I've been waiting for you for so long!" My sister stood up and stepped aside, quickly recounting the whole story in a concise manner. After she finished speaking, the old monk said nothing. It seemed that he knew everything that had happened, yet it also seemed that worldly affairs were none of his concern.

The holy monk asked me to raise my head, but when I did, I was utterly horrified. The "Holy Monk of the East Sea," one of the world-renowned "Three Extraordinary Men of the Universe," was nothing but skin and bones. His hair was disheveled and hung down to his shoulders, his face was sallow and emaciated, and his eyes, peering through the cloak, lacked any divine light. A moon-white robe covered his feet, and his hands rested on his knees. Although the holy monk was extremely thin, his dignified appearance as he sat cross-legged on his meditation bed radiated a subtle compassion, inspiring genuine respect. Seeing my stunned expression, the holy monk smiled but said nothing, only asking me to take out his golden cloak for a look.

The foolish elder sister obeyed, untied the small bundle on her back, took out a golden cloak, and showed the holy monk the embroidered golden character "天" (heaven). At the same time, the foolish elder sister also looked at the holy monk—upon seeing it, the foolish elder sister was so frightened that she almost screamed. In that instant of showing the cloak, the holy monk, who was sitting cross-legged on the meditation bed, had eyes blazing with fire, and his whole body gradually swelled up, as if he were inflating, growing larger in an instant.

The "holy monk" looked at the golden cloak with piercing eyes and immediately said to Pu Jing forcefully, "Take your junior sister away, and teach her all the martial arts of our sect!" So, we kowtowed and withdrew from the curtained stone house. From that day on, only Senior Brother Pu Jing taught me the internal energy cultivation method, as well as lightness skills, swordsmanship..."

Xiao Qionghua immediately asked in confusion, "With your lightness skills and internal strength, do you still need to practice the holy monk's lightness skills and internal energy again?"

Huangfu Hui smiled without hesitation and said, "The internal energy cultivation methods we three have learned are probably all from the orthodox Buddhist teachings. So, after Brother Pujing finished imparting the mantra, I immediately explained it to him. But the 'Holy Monk's' lightness skill has a major characteristic, which is his world-famous 'Ladder to the Clouds.'" Lan

Tianpeng immediately nodded and said, "I once heard my late master talk about it when he was in a good mood. The Holy Monk's 'Ladder to the Clouds' is a special skill he painstakingly studied to deal with sheer cliffs that are as sharp as a knife, with no foothold. This skill is not easy to learn without the Holy Monk's teachings."

However, Huangfu Hui smiled and said, "That means that once it is explained, it can be learned immediately." Lan

Tianpeng had no intention of learning the "Ladder to the Clouds" technique and avoided discussing it, so he quickly changed the subject, asking, "And then?"

Huangfu continued, "For the next half month or so, I spent most of my time learning the 'Heavenly Gang Sword Technique.' One morning, after my sister finished practicing the entire sword routine, Pujing came to greet me, smiling humbly, and said, 'Congratulations, junior sister! Master is satisfied. I will go to see him shortly. After Master bestows the sword upon you, you may descend the mountain!' Upon hearing this, my sister asked in surprise, 'How did Master know that...?'" "Sister, you can go down the mountain now." Pujingwan'er smiled and said, "Master just returned from the forest!" My sister was truly astonished. You know, I'm usually extremely arrogant. Let alone when I'm standing alone in meditation, even when I'm practicing swordsmanship, if someone approaches within ten feet, they won't escape my notice. The old monk's meditation room is only a few feet away from my house, yet I didn't even know he came out to supervise my sword practice. You can imagine how skilled he is. After breakfast, we went to see the old monk. In a solemn atmosphere, the old monk personally bestowed the "Vermilion Bird Sword" upon my sister and admonished me that chivalry doesn't necessarily involve using deadly weapons. Carrying a sword is for self-defense, not necessarily for killing people, especially evil spirits and demons. "My sister accepted the Vermilion Bird Sword, thanked her master, and after lunch, was personally escorted by Senior Brother Pujing to the island to board the ship and return to the mainland..."

Lan Tianpeng immediately asked with concern, "Did you return to the Dragon and Phoenix Gathering, sister?"

Huangfu Hui shook her head and smiled, somewhat shyly saying, "I didn't go back. I only informed the East Sea branch of my whereabouts, while keeping an eye on the movements of Kongtong and inquiring about your and Qionghua's whereabouts." Xiao Qionghua was so clever that she naturally knew that Huangfu Hui was thinking about Lan Tianpeng, which was why she rushed over as soon as she left the East Sea.

To avoid making Huangfu Hui feel embarrassed and uneasy, she immediately changed the subject and asked, "Sister, where did you meet Senior 'Heroic Beggar' Ma?"

Huangfu Hui thought for a moment before saying, "It was in a large town on the border of Shanxi and Shaanxi and Henan."

Lan Tianpeng was still thinking about the marriage contest, so he asked directly, "Why did you come to Tanggula Pass, sister?" Huangfu Hui smiled and said, "

Silly brother, Senior Ma, the 'Heroic Beggar,' told me that you might go to 'Ice Maiden' first. If you defeat 'Ice Maiden,' the leader of the Kunlun Sect, 'Immortal Xuanqing,' will naturally admit defeat. But there's no need to compete anymore. Tell me, which mountain pass is the shortest route for you to return to the Central Plains from the central branch of the Tianshan Mountains?"

Lan Tianpeng asked, "How did you end up with the 'Three Demons of the Border Hammer,' sister?"

Huangfu Hui smiled and said, "The Three Demons of the Border Hammer have a notorious reputation in this area, but people know they are all very ugly old men and mistakenly believe they are highly skilled in martial arts. Four days ago, I stayed at an inn in the pass. Around midnight, these three villains also entered the inn where I was staying. They not only wanted good wine and food but also three women. The innkeeper could prepare the wine and food, but where could he find women? The three demons then got into a dispute with the innkeeper, and naturally the innkeeper suffered a loss. However, no one dared to help the innkeeper deal with these three villains." A little later, I went to spy on them from outside their room. Only when I got close to the window did I hear their conversation, which didn't sound like that of three elderly people nearing seventy. Suspicious, I immediately poked a small hole in the window paper and peeked inside. I saw the "transvestite" taking off his mask…”

Before I could finish, Xiao Qionghua complained, “If it were me, little sister, I would have rushed in and killed them one by one with my sword. They wouldn't have survived this long!”

Huangfu Hui blushed and smiled, saying, “I was just about to kick the window open when the innkeeper indeed brought them three lowly women. The next morning, those three villains left first. I hurriedly paid the bill and chased after them, secretly inquiring along the way. It wasn't until I reached the mountain pass that I learned there were three strangely shaped old men who had entered the special tribe of Tanggula.”

Xiao Qionghua blurted out with a laugh, “So, you took advantage of the three villains vying for beauty and used Peng’s name to promote a beauty contest and martial arts arena.” Huangfu Hui blurted out with a laugh, "

My plan has several advantages. First, I deliberately delayed for three days, allowing news of this dispute to spread far and wide. If you and Brother Peng happen to be passing through this area, you will surely rush here day and night. Second, these three villains have been preying on the local people for years, and the righteous heroes from various places are unaware of their true nature and are often too weak to eliminate them directly. Therefore, I want these timid righteous figures to see the true faces of these three villains for themselves. Third, I will capture and subdue these three villains on the spot, so that those righteous figures will realize that not everyone with a white beard necessarily possesses profound inner strength." Fourth, Sister Jin wanted them to understand that although there are many ugly faces in the world, none are like these three villains, red as vermilion and blue as indigo, completely unlike human beings…”

Lan Tianpeng, of course, wouldn’t refuse, so he also embraced her, and their kiss was very passionate… Lan Tianpeng felt her skin was very delicate, and the feeling on his chest was a pair of soft mounds of flesh, which made him feel soft and comfortable, and a surge of desire burned even more fiercely. So, his hands caressed her back, and the two of them were somewhat oblivious to others. Xiao Qionghua naturally understood Huangfu Hui’s longing for Lan Tianpeng after not seeing him for many days, so she was not unhappy.

“Mmm…” Huangfu Hui felt extremely comfortable from his caresses, and gradually, her desire also rose. After a long time, the kiss came to an end.

Huangfu Hui said sweetly, "Let's go to bed." With that, she lay flat on the bed, her eyes half-closed. Her posture was incredibly alluring; her heaving breasts were beckoning him. Her outer garment was off, leaving only her undergarment, adding to the mystery, and one could vaguely see her nipples resting on their peaks. Lan Tianpeng couldn't wait any longer and pounced on her, showering her with another passionate kiss… Lan Tianpeng's hand slipped directly inside her undergarment, touching her real flesh, caressing her soft, yielding breasts. Then, Lan Tianpeng temporarily sat up and removed her undergarment, revealing her body to him. His hands caressed her body, gently pinching her nipples with his fingers as he touched her breasts, giving her intense pleasure and fueling her desire. Moving downwards, he reached her lower abdomen; her pubic hair was sparse. So his hand continued downwards, Lan Tianpeng touching her already moist vulva. Her thick labia were already wet, and he tried to insert a finger inside… “Mmm…it’s so itchy…no…don’t touch it…it will…it will hurt…quick…quickly put your…your treasure…into…into…mmm…come…come to relieve…the itch…mmm…quick…quick…I…I’m so itchy…”

Lan Tianpeng’s treasure was already painfully hard, so upon hearing her moans, he began to act. First, he took off his clothes, immediately freeing his treasure and displaying his magnificence.

“Ah…your…it’s so…so big…” Lan Tianpeng was extremely proud upon hearing her say this. He was going to show off his skills today, making her feel like she was dying and then stopping. With this idea, his spirits were even more invigorated. He held his eager treasure, then spread her legs wide to facilitate the insertion. So he took up his weapon, aimed the glans at the entrance of her vagina, and thrust in without mercy. With a “whoosh,” it slid in completely.

As his penis penetrated her, Huangfu Hui cried out, "Ah...so strong..."

At this moment, Lan Tianpeng was in his element, thrusting wildly. Huangfu Hui felt the same way; the emptiness in her vagina had vanished with the insertion, replaced by comfort and pleasure. This pleasure of penetration was indescribable without personal experience—the blissful, almost otherworldly pleasure was indescribable.

"Mmm...so comfortable...such a big...penis...it feels so...wonderful...mmm...so...so pleasurable...hum...faster...faster...deeper..." Huangfu Hui moaned with pleasure, her vaginal fluids wetting her and his penis. Lan Tianpeng thrust harder and harder, and Huangfu Hui's moans grew louder and louder.

"Ah...fuck me to death...fuck me to death...so...so pleasurable...mmm..." Lan Tianpeng's glans rubbed against the itchy spots inside her vagina, causing her buttocks to sway continuously.

“Brother Peng…you…you’re doing it so well…so comfortable…mmm…so…pleasant…ah…push it in as hard as you can…push it in as hard as you can…hum…hum…” Her moans and groans only added to Lan Tianpeng’s pleasure as he thrust into her.

“Hmph…hum…” Lan Tianpeng was also panting heavily. Today was like a long-awaited rain after a drought; he was thrusting with great vigor, as if he had taken some kind of stimulant, and he was full of energy. Huangfu Hui was even more captivated by Lan Tianpeng’s treasure. She had never been so happy as she was today, so she moaned and cried out ecstatically, and her spring of pleasure flowed continuously.

“Mmm…so good…so wonderful…mmm…it’s really…so beautiful…hum…I want you…ah…I…I need you…huff…faster…faster…push me to death…it doesn’t matter…hum…” She had truly reached that state of ecstasy, but this gentle thrusting and withdrawing was also a way to regulate her body, allowing her to experience the beauty of penetration more deeply. Especially the feeling produced by the friction between the treasure and the vaginal walls, that sensation was truly indescribable.

"Ah... um..." Huangfu Hui kept twisting her buttocks, increasing the friction between her penis and vagina. Lan Tianpeng's penis felt extremely pleasurable, and unconsciously, the speed of his thrusting increased.

"Um... harder... thrust... thrust into the core... hmph... I... I'm... so... happy... today... hmph... harder... harder..."

Huangfu Hui also raised her legs higher, allowing her penis to penetrate deeper into the core, thus increasing her pleasure.

"Oh... um..."

"Ah... I'm going to come..." Huangfu Hui quickly and happily came three times. Lan Tianpeng felt his penis inside her vagina tremble, and then a wave of heat surged up his glans.

"Hmph... hmph..." After Huangfu Hui released a stream of vaginal fluid, her buttocks temporarily stopped twisting, and she just hummed, seemingly enjoying the beauty and comfort of releasing vaginal fluid.

"Um..." She felt so happy and satisfied now.

Lan Tianpeng thrust rapidly a few more times, feeling a surge of pleasure spread throughout his body. He trembled involuntarily, his glans pressing hard against her clitoris, and a gush of hot semen spurted out. Huangfu Hui suddenly remembered Xiao Qionghua, turned her head, and saw Xiao Qionghua smiling. She blushed and said, "Sister, I'm sorry you had to see this."

Xiao Qionghua smiled and said, "Sister, don't be embarrassed. Which girl can't resist Peng-di?"

Lan Tianpeng was at a loss for words, but Xiao Qionghua walked over and leaned against him, saying, "You can't favor one over the other." As she spoke, one hand continued to caress his chest, trying to tease him. Lan Tianpeng couldn't resist such teasing, so he suddenly wrapped his arms around Xiao Qionghua and kissed her on the lips.

"Mmm..." The kiss was very passionate, and it made Xiao Qionghua feel weak all over. She was truly intoxicated before she even drank. Lan Tianpeng's hands roamed freely over her body, one hand slipping inside her panties. He found them wet, indicating she was already aroused and overflowing with desire, her juices flowing freely. He playfully pinched her tender labia with two fingers, sending a tingling, itchy sensation through her, making her tremble.

"Mmm..." she murmured softly as he kissed her. Lan Tianpeng occasionally pinched her clitoris, causing her to tremble even more violently. The clitoris is the most sensitive part of a woman's body, capable of arousing intense desire, and Xiao Qionghua was now experiencing a powerful urge, her lower body writhing involuntarily.

Their lips parted, but Xiao Qionghua continued to kiss his face and neck, occasionally biting his ear. The two were now like dry tinder meeting a raging fire. To save time, they quickly stripped off all their clothes and prepared for battle. Lan Tianpeng, holding his penis, aimed it at Xiao Qionghua's vagina and thrust it in.

"Ah..." She cried out in pleasure as Lan Tianpeng's penis entered, pushing his buttocks forward to allow it to penetrate fully.

"Mmm... mmm..." This thrust reached deep into her core. The fire of desire was burning fiercely.

"Ah... ah..." The vigorous thrusting of the penis made Xiao Qionghua moan wildly. Her hands clung tightly to Lan Tianpeng, stroking his back. After a while, Xiao Qionghua's vaginal fluids flowed like a flood, everywhere.

"Ah... Peng-di... I... I feel so good... um... hmph... your big... big treasure... is really... really... good... hmph... making me... I feel so... so happy... ah... it's so beautiful... so wonderful... um... hmph..." Xiao Qionghua was truly enjoying herself immensely, so she moaned and cried out incessantly. Lan Tianpeng's treasure was moving in and out of her vagina with great skill. When the treasure was withdrawn, it would occasionally turn her pink vaginal flesh out and then back in.

"Ah... um... I... I'm going to... I'm going to lose it..." Lan Tianpeng thrust a few more times and felt her lose her yin essence. After losing her yin essence, Xiao Qionghua stopped moaning, but she was still groaning. Of course, she was too happy.

"Um... um... you're killing me... hum... I... I'd rather be... be... fucked to death by you... ah... darling... hum... thrust as hard as you can... thrust as hard as you can..." The beauty and pleasure of penetration is irreplaceable by anything else, and can only be experienced firsthand. So, seeing Xiao Qionghua now with her eyes half-open, moaning, her juices flowing, her yin essence leaking, and her buttocks twisting wildly, it's not hard to see her pleasure and comfort.

"Hmph... hum... I'm... going to... lose it again..." Xiao Qionghua said, and then she really lost her yin essence again. At this time, Lan Tianpeng slowly changed the speed of his thrusting to nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep thrust.

"Mmm...mmm...like this...it's...very comfortable...mmm...oh...oh...this...this time...it's so heavy...mmm...hum..."

This kind of thrusting is very beneficial for men, and it can also bring women even greater pleasure. Lan Tianpeng kept thrusting, never slacking off. Xiao Qionghua, who had already ejaculated twice, still had considerable energy. Her buttocks kept pushing upwards to meet his thrusts, and the flowing lustful fluids had already soaked a large area of the sheets.

"Oh...mmm...hum...it's...it's hitting...his flower...good...I feel so...good...hum...hum..." Lan Tianpeng's penis thrust in and out slowly and quickly, and the rhythmic movements brought Xiao Qionghua to a state of ecstasy. At this moment, Lan Tianpeng suddenly became particularly energetic again, and his penis seemed to have grown even larger.

"Ah...so good...mmm...faster...faster...harder...deeper...mmm...yes...good...so comfortable...mmm hum..." She twisted her whole body incessantly, feeling extremely happy.

"Mmm...hold me tight...hum..." Lan Tianpeng's treasure was like a roly-poly toy, rising and falling, bumping left and right, very powerfully.

"Mmm...I...I'm dying...hum..." Xiao Qionghua had truly forgotten where she was at this moment? She was completely enjoying this wonderful pleasure. Thrusting, thrusting incessantly... "I...I'm again..." Before she could finish speaking, her third round of vaginal fluid was released. With a lot of vaginal fluid and a large amount of lustful water flowing out, Xiao Qionghua felt weak all over, almost collapsing. But Lan Tianpeng still stood tall and proud.

"hum..." Xiao Qionghua gasped.

"Why...why haven't you...come yet...come yet...hum...I...I can't...can't take it anymore...mmm..." Xiao Qionghua was the first to raise the white flag. Hearing her say this, Lan Tianpeng increased the speed of his thrusting.

"Ah...mmm...hum...no...I can't take it anymore...ah..." Lan Tianpeng's treasure was like raindrops, constantly hitting her clitoris.

"Ah...I'm dead...I'm dead..." At this moment, Lan Tianpeng also suddenly felt a surge of pleasure throughout his body. His glans throbbed, and he could no longer hold back his ejaculation.

"Sizzle! Sizzle!..." And so, two streams of yin and yang essence were released at the same time. Lan Tianpeng collapsed onto Xiao Qionghua's body, embracing her delicate body, stroking Huangfu Hui's jade peaks beside him, and fell into a deep sleep.

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