Pearl Order [Complete] - 3

Chapter Five: Sword Breaks the Poisonous Blade Formation.

Ling Junyi rose to his feet, then suddenly plummeted downwards! This swift movement dodged the aerial attack of the eight poisonous blades. Upon landing, he immediately spun around, ready to break free of the blade formation! However, these eight men were highly trained; their martial arts, intentions, and movements were perfectly synchronized. Their eight blades intertwined, all striking empty air, and they too landed in quick succession. Each of them remained in their designated positions, showing no sign of disarray, and eight beams of light simultaneously crossed and attacked.

The steward, Ba Tianyi, stood on the steps with a grim expression and shouted at the opportune moment, "Boy, if you abandon your sword now and surrender, it's not too late."

Hearing the steward's shout, one of the eight burly men immediately yelled, "Boy, the steward told you to abandon your sword and surrender! Stop!" After one man spoke, the others echoed, "Boy, quickly abandon your sword and surrender!"

Ling Junyi ignored them. He wanted to test the power of the blade formation, so he hadn't used his full strength; in fact, he had only used forty percent of his power. Ling Junyi shouted, "You, surnamed Ba, I only wish to avoid harming the innocent. Do you really think your mere sword formation can trap me?" As he spoke, his right hand unleashed a sudden, unexpected move with his longsword. A dazzling rainbow surged from his side, sweeping back out—this sword strike was "Dragon Fighting in the Wild," one of his family's eight sword techniques.

In an instant, a rapid clang of metal rang out. The eight blue-clad men felt a blinding light before their eyes, their right wrists went numb, and their eight sky-blue, blood-red swords were simultaneously knocked from their hands and flew away! All eight men were stunned by this move; none of them knew how their swords had slipped from their grasp, and they stared blankly at Ling Junyi.

Ba Tianyi's expression changed drastically. Suddenly, he clapped his hands and shouted sharply, "What are you waiting for?"

This was tantamount to issuing a final command! The eight burly men were startled and immediately retreated ten feet. With a flick of their wrists, eight streams of fine blue light, like hundreds of cold stars, shot towards Ling Junyi from different directions, dense as rain! But Ling Junyi was already in front of Ba Tianyi, the sharp tip of his sword pressed against his Adam's apple. He coldly said, "Ba, if you move, I'll pierce your throat."

Ba Tianyi, as the head of the Tang Clan in Sichuan, was naturally no weakling in martial arts, but he hadn't seen how Ling Junyi had attacked him. He only felt a slight breeze before his eyes, and the gleaming, sharp sword tip was already at his throat. This was something he never dreamed of; his face instantly turned deathly pale, and he dared not move an inch.

Geng Shigui, the Black Fiend Palm, stood beside Ba Tianyi. A man of deep cunning, he saw an opportunity and, without a word, swung his palm towards Ling Junyi's ribs. The attack was so close, and so deliberate, that it was incredibly fast! Ling Junyi, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, didn't even look. His left hand flashed out in a lightning-fast "Bare-Handed Dragon Binding" move, seizing Geng Shigui's wrist and throwing him backward. Geng Shigui had no chance to fight back; his body thrashed about like a scarecrow, hurtling towards the center of the square. Fortunately, the eight burly men, clad in dark blue, had intervened and Ling Junyi had suddenly disappeared, indicating they had stopped fighting. Otherwise, the deputy chief steward would have been a sitting duck.

Ba Tianyi, outwardly fierce but inwardly weak, straightened his neck, tilted his head back, and said sternly, "Friend, what do you want?"

Ling Junyi coldly replied, "Lead the way."

Sweat poured down Ba Tianyi's forehead as he asked, "Who...who do you want to see?"

Ling Junyi said, "Naturally, your master."

Ba Tianyi anxiously said, "You..."

Ling Junyi didn't let him finish, suddenly sheathing his longsword and coldly shouting, "Ba, turn around properly and go inside. I think you understand in your heart that in front of me, Ling, having a sword or not makes no difference. If you dare to make the slightest move, I won't let you take a single step." Under normal circumstances, Ba Tianyi would never have believed these words, but now, hearing them from Ling Junyi, he believed them without question. This young man's martial arts skills were indeed unfathomable. He meant what he said; no one in the world would treat their life as a joke.

Ba Tianyi didn't utter a sound and turned around. The tangible sword in front of his throat had been sheathed, but he could feel an invisible sword pressed against his back! Years of experience had taught him that this young man was someone he couldn't afford to offend. At least he wasn't being forced in with a sword tip pressed against his back; that was already a favor.

No, this was Ling Junyi feigning generosity; he didn't take Ba Tianyi seriously at all. To Ba Tianyi, although he was being escorted in, to others it looked like he was leading Ling Junyi in—far better than being forced to walk with a sword tip pressed against his back. He steeled himself and walked ahead, Ling Junyi's sword already sheathed, his steps elegant, following him through the gate. Before the

second gate stood four burly men in black, carrying swords. Seeing Chief Steward Ba leading his men in, they naturally didn't stop him. Entering the second gate, one could see the hall brightly lit, and on each side of the steps and corridor stood four women dressed entirely in black, each holding a sky-blue poisoned sword.

These eight women, all over forty, wore leather pouches at their waists and deerskin gloves on their left hands. Though a women's army, they were nonetheless imposing and spirited! In the main hall, a bamboo curtain hung low. From behind it came the voice of an elderly woman, deep and resonant: "Chief Steward Ba, I heard someone has broken our 'Eight Seals Blade Formation'?"

Chief Steward Ba hurriedly stepped forward, bowed towards the steps, and said, "I've come to report to the Old Madam. This man's surname is Ling, and he says he wants to see the Old Madam."

Ling Junyi was taken aback, thinking, "I came to find Ghost-Slaying Tang Laoqi, why is he asking to see an Old Madam?"

The elderly woman's voice asked, "Where is he?"

Ba Tianyi bowed deeply and replied, "Reporting to the Old Madam, I have brought him in."

The elderly woman coldly snorted, "You've all been tricked, haven't you?"

Ba Tianyi wiped his sweat, not daring to utter a sound. The old woman's voice slowly said, "Alright. Bring him in." Ba

Tianyi responded with a "Yes," quickly turned around, a sinister smile on his face, and raised his hand, saying, "Friend Ling, come in with me." After speaking, he hurried up the steps. Ling Junyi remained silent, following him as he stepped onto the stone steps. Two women in black, one on each side, lifted the curtain.

Four official lanterns hung in the four corners of the hall, with a lotus-shaped glass lantern suspended in the center, illuminating the entire hall as brightly as day. At the head of the hall, on a carved rosewood armchair, sat an old woman in yellow robes with fair skin and a stern face. She had white hair, a black velvet turban, and a jade bat inlaid in the center. She leaned on a cane and appeared to be over sixty years old.

Two maids in green robes stood on either side, short swords at their waists. Behind the armchair stood a beautiful young woman, dignified and seemingly the old woman's daughter-in-law.

Steward Ba stepped into the hall, immediately stepped forward, bowed, and said, "This subordinate greets the Old Madam and Young Madam."

Old Madam Tang waved her hand, saying, "Steward Ba, no need for such formality." As she spoke, her cold gaze was already fixed on Ling Junyi, and she asked coldly, "Steward Ba, is this the young man who wishes to see me?"

Ba Tianyi replied with a "Yes," then turned around and said in a sinister voice, "Friend Ling wishes to see the Old Madam; this is the Old Madam."

Ling Junyi slowly stepped forward, cupped his hands in a deep bow, and said, "I am Ling Junyi, greetings to the Old Madam."

Old Madam Tang said, "Young man, I heard you broke our Tang family's 'Eight Seals Blade Formation' outside; that's truly remarkable." Her tone was extremely cold, clearly indicating her great displeasure.

Ling Junyi smiled faintly and said, "Please forgive me, Madam. I acted in self-defense, but I have already shown mercy and did not harm anyone."

Madam Tang's expression changed slightly, and she sneered, "Then I am grateful to you. What if you hadn't shown mercy? Would you have killed them all?"

Ling Junyi raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "If they had indiscriminately surrounded me and unleashed vicious hidden weapons, even if I didn't take their lives, I would at least have dislocated eight of their arms that were using those weapons."

Old Madam Tang snorted angrily, "Young man, what an arrogant tone! You look down on our Tang family!"

Ling Junyi said, "Old Madam, you're wrong. In the underworld, it's common to see the strong bullying the weak and abusing their power. But the Tang Clan of Sichuan has a long-standing reputation and should be reasonable."

Old Madam Tang retorted angrily, "Where have I been unreasonable?"

Ling Junyi said, "If Old Madam is reasonable, then you might as well ask Steward Ba. I came here as arranged, but your men repeatedly ambushed me. If I couldn't protect myself, I would have been dead by now."

Old Madam Tang asked, "Steward Ba, is he telling the truth?"

Ba Tianyi replied, "According to Deputy Steward Geng's report, this group came up the mountain looking for trouble and is quite skilled. Therefore, I ordered them to set up a sword formation."

Old Madam Tang asked, "Didn't you ask them why they came?"

Ba Tianyi replied, "I did. They said we kidnapped innocent women." "He's here to ask for someone."

Old Madam Tang said in a deep voice, "Have you kidnapped any respectable women?"

Ba Tianyi said fearfully, "Old Madam, please understand, how could we have done such a thing?"

Old Madam Tang's cold gaze fell on Ling Junyi, and she asked, "Young man, you've come to see me to ask for someone?"

Ling Junyi said, "I didn't know you were here, Old Madam, nor did I request an audience with you."

Old Madam Tang said, "Then who are you looking for?"

Ling Junyi said, "I'm looking for Seventh Master Tang, the Ghost-Seeing Sorrow."

Old Madam Tang said, "It was Seventh Master Tang who kidnapped a respectable woman?"

Ling Junyi said, "That's right, he kidnapped a woman, my cousin, and wants me to come to Mount Bagong for an appointment." He then took out the letter from his bosom and said, "This letter serves as proof; please take a look, Old Madam."

Immediately, a maid came over, took the letter, and presented it to the Old Madam with both hands. Old Madam Tang took out the letter, glanced at it, her brows furrowing slightly. She asked, "Hmm, have you had some kind of grudge against him?"

Ling Junyi replied, "Well... yesterday around noon, I was passing through Jieshou when I was besieged by Master Tang and his men. The official demanded that I hand over what I was carrying. I don't know what he wanted from me." He then recounted in detail the situation, his journey up the mountain to keep the appointment, and his subsequent attack by Geng Shigui and his sword formation.

Hearing this, Madam Tang's face darkened with anger. She coldly snorted at Ba Tianyi, "Steward Ba, what are you meddling in? They're requesting an audience with proper courtesy. Seventh Master
is confused , and you're confused too. You've truly disgraced the Tang family."

Ba Tianyi bowed repeatedly in fear, saying, "This subordinate deserves to die. I

beg Madam Tang for mercy." Madam Tang said, "No need to say anything more. Where is Seventh Master?"

Ba Tianyi said, "Seventh Master isn't here..."

Madam Tang slammed her cane on the ground and angrily said, "You all immediately find Seventh Master for me! Our Sichuan Tang Clan has actually committed kidnapping and extortion! If word gets out, where will I put my old face?"

Steward Ba repeatedly replied, "Yes, sir." Madam Tang slammed her cane on the ground again and shouted, "Why aren't you going yet?"

Ba Tianyi dared not linger and hurriedly went outside. Old Madam Tang raised her eyes and said, "Young man, did you hear that? The Tang Clan of Sichuan isn't as bad as you think. Come to the Wu Family Villa again before noon tomorrow. I'll return your sister to you."

Ling Junyi cupped his hands and said, "I will obey your orders, Madam."

Old Madam Tang raised her hand and said, "Alright, come find me before noon tomorrow."

Ling Junyi cupped his hands and said, "In that case, I'll take my leave." After leaving the Wu Family Villa, he set off on his journey, arriving in Shou County. He climbed over the city wall, found a secluded spot, and quietly leaped down. Now, he was walking gracefully down the street.

Shou County, formerly known as Shouchun, was the suburban capital of Chu. It bordered Bengbu to the east, Hefei to the south, was very close to Fengtai to the north, and connected to Yingshang and Liuan to the west. It could be said to be a center of water and land transportation. Although it was already early morning, the streets were still bustling with pedestrians and brightly lit. The sounds of music from brothels and entertainment venues drifted on the wind.

Ling Junyi wandered around the streets for a while before finally entering a side street where he found the Shouchun Inn, a quiet oasis amidst the hustle and bustle, with an impressive facade. Before Ling Junyi even reached the entrance, a waiter rushed forward, bowing and saying, "Sir, we have the most elegant room available, with impeccable service. Please come in, sir." He then opened the door ahead of him.

Ling Junyi, who was already there to stay, strode into the inn, and the waiter escorted him to his room. He was then given water to wash his face and a pot of tea. Ling Junyi unsheathed his longsword, placed it by the bedside, washed his face, poured himself a cup of tea, and sat down by the window. As he drank, he reflected on how, since he began following the man in blue (now known to be named Young Master Tian) in Kaifeng, he had encountered one mishap after another. It seemed that many people in the martial world had indeed been following him. He thought of the elegant and refined, gentle and affectionate Wen Wanjun; he also thought of the charming and lively green-clad girl Fang Ruping; and naturally, he wouldn't forget the mature and passionate "Black-Clad Rakshasa" Chu Yuying.

He missed Wen Wanjun, but he couldn't forget Fang Ruping and the Black-Clad Rakshasa even more. He felt that these women were like spring flowers and autumn moons, difficult to choose between. Men know how to be attracted to beauty, and they admire young women, especially Ling Junyi, who was a passionate man and had just fallen in love. He stared blankly at the ceiling, where Wen Wanjun's slender figure would appear, smiling at him tenderly! Then it would become the apple-shaped face of the green-clad girl Fang Ruping, with two small dimples, whispering to him: her cousin was as beautiful as a fairy. Then it would become the alluring body of the Black-Clad Rakshasa, her soft breaths, her moans, her small breasts, her shapely buttocks, and her fiery eyes.

The taste of longing is both sweet and bitter; even the bitterness is too much to bear. Ling Junyi had only tasted the sweetness, not the bitterness yet! He sat for a while, feeling somewhat dizzy, and then undressed and went to bed. However, once in bed, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, until he heard the third watchman's drum sounding in the distance.

Suddenly, he clearly heard a soft hiss outside the window, followed by the sound of a figure, a wisp of clothing fluttering in the wind, and then the very faint sound of toes landing. The figure then quietly approached the window, holding its breath as it stood still. Of course, this didn't escape Ling Junyi's notice, but he wanted to see what the night traveler's intentions were, so he pretended not to know and ignored it.

The night traveler waited by the window for a long time, hearing no movement from inside, seemingly unable to bear it any longer, and said coldly through the window, "Ling Junyi, come out."

The words weren't loud, but even if Ling Junyi was fast asleep, he would certainly have heard them. Even a martial artist, when sound asleep, would remain highly alert. Moreover, someone of Ling Junyi's skill should have noticed him the moment he approached the window. The man had waited so long, apparently hoping Ling Junyi would notice, and only called out because Ling Junyi remained silent. Since

the man had already called out, Ling Junyi couldn't pretend not to hear. He hissed, "Who goes there?" He leaped out of bed, donned his long robe, and grabbed the long sword hanging by the bedside. Pushing open the window, he flew out like a grey crane.

He saw a small, thin figure standing on the rooftop ahead. Seeing the figure's apparent provocation, Ling Junyi's anger flared. He pushed off the ground, launched himself into the air, and pounced towards the figure.

Upon seeing Ling Junyi rushing towards him, the figure immediately leaped into the air, landing on a house on the street in two quick leaps. Without pausing, he traversed rooftops and ridges, moving with incredible speed towards the west. Ling Junyi, having been challenged by the figure's direct confrontation, was unwilling to let his guard down. He secretly gathered his inner energy, transforming into a flying rainbow, and gave chase. One ran, the other pursued, like two shooting stars streaking across the sky, reaching a desolate area west of the city in no time. While the opponent's lightness skill was not weak, it paled in comparison to Ling Junyi's.

In a short while, the distance between the two had closed, now only two zhang apart. As they ran, the thin figure ahead suddenly turned around, flicked his wrist, and shouted, "Attack!" A dark shadow shot straight at Ling Junyi.

Ling Junyi remained calm, raising his left hand to catch the incoming weapon—it was just a pebble. At the same time, the other man stopped and turned around. The two were now only about one zhang apart. Ling Junyi looked up and saw a man wearing a felt hat, with a sallow complexion and a thin build. He was dressed in black, carrying a long sword, and looked somewhat sleazy, but his eyes were clear and bright. As he sized up the man, the other man also fixed his gaze on him.

Ling Junyi felt that the person before him was someone he had never seen before, and the surroundings were quiet, suggesting no ambush. Feeling strange, he couldn't help but ask, "What brings you here, sir?"

The man in black said in a low voice, "You are Ling Junyi?"

Ling Junyi clasped his hands in greeting, "That's right, I am Ling. How shall I address you?"

The man in black coldly replied, "You don't need to ask who I am."

Ling Junyi said, "Alright, then you should at least state your purpose."

The man in black slowly lowered his longsword from his shoulder and said, "I've heard you consider yourself highly skilled in martial arts and arrogant, quite impressive."

Ling Junyi was taken aback, and said calmly, "Perhaps you've heard something untrue. I have never considered myself highly skilled in martial arts, and I certainly wouldn't dare to be arrogant."

The man in black said, "I don't care what you say... " "Are you so arrogant? I invited you here to have a duel. You carry a sword, so let's settle this with swordsmanship."

Ling Junyi glanced at his sword, then slowly raised his eyes and said, "Is this necessary?"

The man in black said, "Unless you dare not fight me?"

Ling Junyi frowned slightly and said, "A sword is a weapon of death. We are complete strangers, with no grudges or enmities. Why must we resort to violence?"

The man in black pointed his sword and said, "I invited you here to settle this with you. Since you're here, a duel is inevitable."

Ling Junyi said, "Were you instigated to come?"

The man in black said decisively, "No one instigated me. I came on my own."

Ling Junyi said, "Then please leave. I will not accompany you." With that, he turned to leave.

The man in black coldly shouted, "Ling Junyi, you stop right there!"

Ling Junyi said, "Is there anything else you need?"

The man in black said, "You can't leave."

Ling Junyi said, "Why?"

The man in black raised his long sword and said, "At this time and in this place, if you want to leave, I'm afraid my sword won't allow it."

Ling Junyi's sword-like eyebrows rose slightly, clearly showing anger, but he still held back. He said, "Since you are skilled in swordsmanship, you should know that learning swordsmanship is not for momentary bravado or fighting. I am unwilling to draw my sword without cause. You may leave."

The man in black shouted, "No!"

Ling Junyi said, "Since I began learning swordsmanship, I have always strictly adhered to the inscriptions of the Sword Manual and never easily fight with anyone."

The man in black sneered, "I do not understand the inscriptions of the Sword Manual. Tonight, you may leave this place under two circumstances."

Ling Junyi asked, "What two circumstances?"

The man in black said, "One is that you defeat my sword, and the other is that you discard your sword and admit defeat, leaving your precious sword behind."

Ling Junyi's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said coldly, "I advise you not to force this." "You've gone too far."

The man in black blinked his bright eyes and sneered, "I originally came to challenge you to a sword duel. What do you mean by 'going too far'?"

Ling Junyi said impatiently, "I've already said that I don't fight anyone without reason."

The man in black coldly snorted, "If you don't want to fight me, you have to drop your sword and admit defeat; if you don't want to drop your sword and admit defeat, you have to settle things with me. I think the disciple of the Buddha of the Reversal of Hands isn't a coward, is he?"

Ling Junyi's eyes flashed with cold light, and suddenly, a stern expression appeared on his face. He laughed loudly, "Although your words are meant to provoke me, in order to maintain the reputation of my sect, I have no choice but to fight you to the death." With a flick of his right hand, he withdrew his sword with a snap.

The man in black smiled smugly and said, "Are you ready?"

Ling Junyi replied, "Wait."

The man in black said, "What do you have to say?"

Ling Junyi said solemnly, "My sword, when drawn, will surely injure. You'd better be careful."

The man in black snorted angrily, "Since we've made our move, even if you kill me with one sword, I can only blame my lack of skill. Show me your special moves."

Ling Junyi said, "I've made my point. You may make your move."

The man in black had been waiting impatiently and said, "Alright." As soon as he uttered the word "alright," he flicked his wrist and thrust his sword. This strike was extremely fast; a flash of green light, and the tip of the sword was already at Ling Junyi's chest.

Ling Junyi, believing his skill to be invincible, was unconcerned. Seeing the man in black's sword thrusting towards him, he immediately shifted to the side and countered with his own sword. The man in black chuckled lightly, his sword moving like a nimble snake. With a gentle gliding motion, the tip of the sword suddenly rose upwards, a point of light aimed directly at Ling Junyi's throat.

Ling Junyi was slightly taken aback, thinking to himself, "This man's swordsmanship is incredibly fast." He raised his sword tip and slashed upwards.

The man in black didn't make contact with Ling Junyi; his upward thrust suddenly changed, the sword flashing downwards, striking towards Ling Junyi's chest and abdomen with lightning speed.

Ling Junyi's slashing attack missed its mark, and he was surprised, thinking, "What kind of swordsmanship is this? It's so fierce. It seems I can't underestimate him." He took a slight breath, and his sword followed suit, striking the man in black's sword. The man in black swiftly withdrew, but after the withdrawal, a series of flashes of green light appeared, and he unleashed five more sword strikes in one breath. These five sword strikes were executed in one fluid motion, incredibly fast. Although named five sword strikes, they were actually seamlessly connected, almost like a single strike.

Ling Junyi moved with his sword, and his sword followed the momentum, returning five sword strikes in kind. It wasn't a parry, but an attack, light and swift, using offense against offense. The two swords clashed without striking, without making a sound.

The man in black seemed caught off guard by Ling Junyi's sudden attack during his rapid offensive. He froze, staggering back two steps. Enraged, he snorted coldly and lunged forward, his wrists flashing as he unleashed eight more sword strikes in rapid succession. The swordplay was fluid and continuous, like swirling clouds, creating a dazzling display of light and shadow, so intense and sharp it was mesmerizing. He had clearly used his most powerful techniques.

However, he had met Ling Junyi, who laughed heartily, "Be careful, sir." Suddenly, the sword shifted to his left hand, and he moved like a whirlwind, advancing to the left. The sword light intensified, flashing like a bolt of lightning. With

a clang, the man in black unleashed all eight swords simultaneously. The resulting flurry of sword light vanished upon contact. A chill ran down his spine, and the force of the impact sent his sword flying from his grasp! "Ah..." he screamed.

The man in black had always spoken in a low, cold voice, making it impossible to tell whether he was male or female. This scream, seemingly sudden and undisguised, was clear and shrill, clearly belonging to a woman.

Ling Junyi was startled by the sound, quickly sheathing his sword and stopping, looking up. The man in black had his felt hat removed, revealing a head of black hair that cascaded down. He bent down to pick up his sword, glared fiercely at Ling Junyi, flicked his wrist, unleashing three points of purple light, and without a word, turned and fled.

Ling Junyi was taken aback, not expecting the woman in black to be a woman. Suddenly, three points of purple light flashed towards him with incredible speed, heading straight for his chest. Just as they were about to reach him, the initial straight-line attack abruptly changed, scattering as if fluttering wings. One stung his throat, while the other two pounced on his shoulders! Ling Junyi's eyesight was incredibly sharp. He immediately recognized that the woman in black had launched three small purple bees.

Calmly, he raised his sword and slashed at the three bees. Three soft "ding" sounds rang out as he struck down all three bees. He was startled again, thinking, "These three purple bees are actually hidden weapons. I thought they were real." With that thought, he bent down and picked up the three bees from the ground. They were indeed exquisitely crafted, their bodies a pale purple, and they looked incredibly lifelike. Each bee had a fine, bluish-gray steel needle on its proboscis, suggesting it had been fed a potent poison.

As he bent down to pick up the purple sword, he noticed a small tuft of severed black hair on the ground. Picking it up, he found it glossy and smooth, with a faint, delicate fragrance – clearly a young woman's hair. He had no grudge against her, yet she insisted on a sword duel with him. Who could this be?

Holding the tuft of hair in one hand and three finely crafted purple bees in the other, a thought struck him: "Look at these three purple bees, so exquisitely made. This woman must be from the Tang Clan of Sichuan." The thought of the Tang Clan immediately brought to mind the beautiful, dignified young woman standing behind Old Madam Tang that evening – the Tang family's "Young Mistress"! Hmm, it was very likely her. Otherwise, why would she wear a mask to find him?

No wonder she immediately declared that he was arrogant and overconfident, insisting on a duel. It seemed the Tang Clan members from Sichuan were somewhat unconvinced by her breaking their "Eight Trigrams Blade Formation," which was why she had secretly come to cause trouble. Tomorrow at noon, Old Madam Tang wanted her to go to the Wu family's villa again to bring Fang Ruping back. Why not take this lock of hair and the three purple bees there and present them to Old Madam Tang in person, to see what she had to say? Having made up her mind, she stuffed the two items into her bosom, turned, and leaped into the air, running all the way back to the inn.

Back at the inn, she quietly slipped through the window, hung up her sword, and went to bed. Nothing happened that night. The next morning, she woke up to find the sun high in the sky. The first thing she did after getting up was to wrap the lock of hair and the three purple bees in paper, then open the door and call the innkeeper to bring her water to wash her face. After washing and eating breakfast, seeing that it was getting late, she was about to check out and leave.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed in the corridor outside the door, followed by a waiter's obsequious voice: "Honorable guest, if you're looking for Master Ling, you're probably staying in this room."

Ling Junyi thought to himself, "No one knows I've checked into this place. I wonder who's here to see me?" As he pondered this, the footsteps stopped at the door. The waiter, beaming, rushed in first, saying, "Are you Master Ling, sir? A steward surnamed Ba has come to see you." Before

he finished speaking, Ba Tianyi stepped in behind him, clasped his hands in a fist and fist salute, and said with a forced smile, "I, Ba, have come on the orders of the Old Madam to respectfully invite Master Ling."

Ling Junyi nodded, saying, "So it's Steward Ba. I apologize for not greeting you properly."

Ba Tianyi glanced at the waiter, who, being very obsequious, immediately bowed and said, "Steward, please sit down. I'll take my leave." He hurriedly retreated.

With a fawning smile, Ba Tianyi cupped his hands and said, "Last night's events were purely a misunderstanding. I have offended you greatly. I have come here on the orders of the old lady to apologize to Master Ling." As the head steward of the Tang Clan in Sichuan, he was surprisingly defiant at first but then became obsequious, offering words of apology.

Ling Junyi thought to himself, "This man is cunning and treacherous; I wonder what tricks he's up to now. I must be wary of him." He smiled faintly and said, "Steward Ba, you're too kind. I also offended you last night."

Ba Tianyi quickly replied with a fawning smile, "If it weren't for Master Ling's mercy, even with my several lives, I wouldn't be a match for you." Before Ling Junyi could speak, Ba Tianyi bowed deeply and continued, "The old lady sent me to greet you early this morning. I've been waiting in the shop for a while, but since Master Ling hasn't gotten up yet, I didn't dare disturb you. The horses are ready outside. If Master Ling has nothing else to do, please proceed."

Ling Junyi nodded and said, "Alright, Steward Ba, please."

Ba Tianyi bowed and said, "Master Ling, please."

Ling Junyi no longer stood on ceremony with Ba Tianyi and stepped out of the room first. Ba Tianyi followed closely behind Ling Junyi as if serving his master. The two walked out of the shop, and Ling Junyi was about to settle the bill at the counter. Ba Tianyi stepped forward and said with a smile, "Master Ling, I have already settled the shop bill."

Ling Junyi said, "How can you do that?"

Ba Tianyi smiled and said, "It's nothing, Master Ling, you don't need to be so polite. I was sent by the Old Madam to welcome Master Ling. In other words, Master Ling
is a guest of our Tang family. How can we ask a guest to pay the shop bill?"

Ling Junyi was a little surprised because Steward Ba was a completely different person last night and today, making him even more unfathomable. However, he did not show it on his face and said with a smile, "Steward is too polite."

Ba Tianyi said, "To be honest, Master Ling, our Old Madam never praises others easily, but she values Master Ling very much. So she instructed me to come and pick up Master Ling early this morning." He paused and then smiled, "To be honest, you, Master Ling, are so young. Not to mention your martial arts skills, which I admire to the point of prostration, your demeanor and bearing are also very impressive to me." He seemed to be trying his best to flatter Ling Junyi.

Ling Junyi had naturally already sensed this. He just didn't understand why Ba Tianyi was so obsequious. Hearing this, he smiled faintly and said, "Steward Ba, you flatter me too much."

Veins bulged on Ba Tianyi's temples as he hurriedly said, "I'm telling the truth. Take last night for example. What's most admirable about you, Master Ling, is your composure after victory. Anyone else would have pointed a sword at me, forcing me to lead the way. But you, Master Ling, treat people with benevolence and trust me. I'm unworthy, merely a steward of the Tang Clan. If I were to have a sword to my back, forced to lead the way, how could I, at fifty-six years old and with a small reputation in the martial world, face anyone afterward? You, Master Ling, have given me face; how could I not be grateful?"

In the martial world, what matters is reputation and pride. Ba Tianyi wasn't wrong, but these words were merely superficial. His obsequiousness towards Ling Junyi likely had another reason.

Outside the shop, two Tang Clan warriors were already waiting, leading two fine horses. Upon seeing Steward Ba accompany Ling Junyi out of the shop, they immediately led the horses over. Ba Tianyi helped Ling Junyi mount the horse before mounting himself, followed by the two warriors. Ba Tianyi pulled on the reins, bowed from his horse, and said, "I, Ba, will clear the way for Master Ling."

He then rode ahead, with Ling Junyi following behind, and the two warriors trailing behind. The four horses galloped out of the county town, heading straight for Bagong Mountain. In less than the time it takes to eat a meal, they arrived at the foot of Bagong Mountain, where eight men in black, close-fitting clothes stood in a row before the trees. Upon seeing Steward Ba return, they all bowed with their swords in salute.

Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, Ba Tianyi bowed slightly on his horse and said with a smile, "Master Ling is a guest, so it's Master Ling's turn to go first."

Ling Junyi said, "Chief Steward Ba, there's no need for such formalities. Please lead the way."

Ba Tianyi replied, "Master Ling is a guest, I would never dare to do that."

Seeing his insistence, Ling Junyi didn't stand on ceremony any longer and spurred his horse forward up the mountain path. Ba Tianyi followed behind, and soon they arrived at the gate of the Wu family's villa. Deputy Chief Steward Geng Tugui had been waiting at the gate. Upon seeing the two arrive, he immediately waved to a warrior beside him and said, "Master Ling has arrived. Quickly go inside and announce our arrival."

At this moment, two more warriors quickly stepped forward to take the horse's hindquarters. Geng Tugui, with a beaming smile, approached and repeatedly bowed, saying, "Brothers have been waiting here for a long time. Master Ling must be tired from the journey. Please come inside and have some tea."

The Tang Clan of Sichuan had suddenly become so approachable overnight, which Ling Junyi couldn't understand at all. Ling Junyi and Ba Tianyi dismounted one after the other. Ba Tianyi waved his hand and said politely, "Please, Master Ling."

Ling Junyi smiled and said, "Please go first, Steward Ba." Ba Tianyi repeatedly said that he dared not, and accompanied Ling Junyi into the gate.

Ba Tianyi said, "The old lady is waiting in the backyard. This way, Mr. Ling." He headed straight for the backyard. A short while later, they arrived. Ba Tianyi led Ling Junyi into the inner hall. There, they saw Old Madam Tang, holding a white copper water pipe, sitting upright in a purple, intricately carved armchair. Two maids stood behind her, massaging her back. The young mistress who had served Old Madam Tang last night was not present; apparently, she felt embarrassed after he had cut off her hair last night.

Ba Tianyi hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Old Madam, Mr. Ling has arrived."

Ling Junyi followed, bowing deeply and saying, "This junior greets Aunt."

Old Madam Tang smiled and raised her hand, saying, "Mr. Ling, please sit."

Ling Junyi and Ba Tianyi sat down in the lower chairs. A maid brought fragrant tea, placed it on the tea table for the two of them, and then withdrew.

Madam Tang smiled kindly at Ling Junyi and said, "Last night was truly a huge misunderstanding. There's an old saying in the martial arts world: 'No fight, no friendship.' Now it's all right; even Mr. Ling's cousin has been adopted by me as his goddaughter."

Madam Tang continued with a smile, "Recently, everyone has been following a mysterious figure. It's said that this mysterious figure possesses a small brocade box, possibly a priceless treasure. It's even said that people from Shaolin Temple and the Wen family of Lingnan are secretly tailing him. Seventh Brother, I don't know who he listened to, mistook Feng Jing for Ma Liang, and couldn't stop you, Mr. Ling, but instead kidnapped your cousin. I heard about this last night..." "Your cousin explained in detail. We're family now, so Mr. Ling doesn't need to hide his identity anymore. Quickly wash off the disguise on your face so I can see you."

Ba Tianyi said in surprise, "So Mr. Ling disguised himself? How could I not have noticed?"

Old Madam Tang smiled and said, "Mr. Ling is the prized disciple of the Reversed Hand Tathagata. The Reversed Hand Tathagata has roamed the martial world for decades. How many people have seen his true face?"

Since Ling Junyi knew that Fang Ruping had already recognized Old Madam Tang as her goddaughter, and he and Old Madam Tang were meeting with the courtesy due to a nephew, and since the old lady had noticed that he had disguised himself and wanted him to wash off the disguise, he couldn't refuse her kind intentions. He could only say, "Auntie, how could I dare disobey your orders?"

At that moment, Ling Junyi took out a face-washing pill from his pocket, applied a little to his palm, rubbed it between his hands, and applied it to his face. Then he took out a piece of cotton cloth and gently wiped his face. Originally, his purplish face was transformed after this wipe, making Old Madam Tang, Ba Tianyi, and the two maids'
eyes light up.

They hadn't expected the exceptionally skilled martial artist Ling Junyi to be such a handsome young man with a jade-like face, red lips, and striking features! His gentle and refined appearance seemed unlike someone skilled in martial arts. Ba Tianyi praised, "Master Ling has such a handsome character."

Old Madam Tang, like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, grew increasingly pleased with him, nodding kindly and smiling, "Master Ling's appearance and character are outstanding; he truly deserves to be called a golden horse and jade dragon." Turning back, she said, "Chunlan, Master Ling has arrived! Why don't you hurry and invite the eldest and second young ladies out?"

The maid named Chunlan agreed and hurried inside.

Old Madam Tang asked with concern, "How old are you this year, Mr. Ling?"

Ling Junyi bowed and replied, "I am twenty-one years old this year."

Old Madam Tang's face lit up with joy, and Ba Tianyi laughed, "Mr. Ling is two years older than Miss Ling."

Turning back, Old Madam Tang continued, "I heard that your mother has also gone missing. Was she also kidnapped by those 'Pearl Token' thieves?"

Ling Junyi said, "I don't know, but my master asked me to come to the martial world to investigate the whereabouts of the 'Pearl Token.' From this, I deduce that my mother must have also fallen into the hands of those people."

Old Madam Tang nodded and asked, "Who else is in Mr. Ling's household?"

Ling Junyi replied, "No one else. I lost my father at a young age and have been living with my mother ever since." "

Old Madam Tang nodded with a smile. Before she could speak, a series of light footsteps came from behind the screen, followed by a fragrant breeze, and two stunningly beautiful women stepped out! One was tall and slender, wearing a narrow-waisted purple dress. Her face was slightly flushed, but her bright eyes shone with an unusual light as she darted towards Ling Junyi. The other was petite, wearing a light green dress, and was none other than the naturally charming Fang Ruping. Fang Ruping

caught sight of Ling Junyi, and her beautiful face immediately blossomed into a smile like a lily. She rushed over like a gust of wind, laughing, "Big cousin, you really came! The day before yesterday, I was kidnapped by Seventh Master Tang's men. Last night, Seventh Master brought me here, and I've recognized the old lady here as my godmother." She chattered quickly and crisply, a long string of words coming from her mouth, sounding very pleasant.

Ling Junyi stood up with a smile and asked with concern, "Did Master Tang Qi give you any trouble?" Fang

Ruping smiled, a sweet smile, and made a face at him before saying, "I'm fine." As she spoke, she reached into her bosom and pulled out a flat silver box, waving it in front of Ling Junyi, and said with a grin, "This is a butterfly dart that my godmother gave me. It goes out with a 'hahaha' sound, and it can fly away with flapping wings. It's one of the three most exquisite hidden weapons of the Tang Clan. Sister Wenqing uses the Purple Bee Dart..."

The girl in purple blushed and exclaimed coquettishly, "Pingmei, you mustn't talk nonsense."

"Sister Wenqing uses the Purple Bee Dart," these words made Ling Junyi's heart skip a beat.

Fang Ruping smiled and said, "Sister Wenqing, I'm not talking nonsense."

Tang Wenqing, both embarrassed and anxious, stamped her feet and said, "I'm not like you, calling him 'cousin' this and 'cousin' that all the time." Fang

Ruping said confidently, "He is my cousin, what's so strange about me calling him cousin? I'll call him that again if you don't believe me." She
then loudly called out, "Cousin, cousin, cousin brother..."

Ling Junyi frowned and said, "Cousin, you're not young anymore, why are you still acting like a child? Aren't you afraid Aunt Tang will laugh at you?"

Fang Ruping pouted and said, "My godmother wouldn't do that, it's you who knows how to lecture people." As they spoke, two maids had already set out the banquet.

Ba Tianyi said, "Madam, the banquet is ready, everyone can take their seats."

Old Madam Tang smiled and said, "You can go now, let's have a family talk." Ba Tianyi responded with a "Yes," and left with a smile.

Madam Tang instructed the maids behind her, "Master Ling is no outsider; go and invite the young mistress out." One of the maids turned and went inside. A short while later, the young mistress of Tang followed.

Madam Tang said, "Master Ling, please."

Ling Junyi quickly replied, "I wouldn't dare, Auntie, please."

Madam Tang smiled kindly, "Although this isn't our Tang family home, I currently reside here, so I'm practically a hostess. Master Ling is a guest; there's no need for such formality."

Fang Ruping pursed her lips and chuckled, "Big cousin, you're quite the pampered guest today." As she spoke, she deliberately glanced at Tang Wenqing beside her. Tang Wenqing blushed again, but her heart was filled with sweetness. After

a few polite exchanges, Madam Tang took the seat of honor, Ling Junyi took the guest seat, and the young mistress and the two young ladies sat down in order. Two maids poured wine for everyone.

Fang Ruping was the first to stand up, holding her wine glass with both hands, and said, "Godmother, I toast you, and congratulate you on your birthday." She then raised her glass and drank it all in

one gulp. Old Madam Tang smiled and said, "This girl has such a sweet tongue."

The maid immediately refilled Fang Ruping's glass. Without sitting down, she waited until the glass was full, then raised it to Young Madam Tang and said, "Sister-in-law, I toast you." She then drank the glass as well.

She didn't sit down yet. After the maid refilled the wine cup, she held it in one hand, smiled sweetly at Ling Junyi, and said, "Cousin, you know I don't drink, but at this banquet, I'm the youngest. Logically, I should toast everyone one by one, but I can only drink three cups at most. Therefore, cousin and Sister Wenqing, you'll have to toast together."

With that, she raised her cup to the two of them and drank it all in one gulp. Old Madam Tang looked at Ling Junyi, then at her daughter—a perfect match, a truly beautiful couple. She was overjoyed and kept personally serving Ling Junyi dishes.

Young Madam Tang, Ming Lizhu, glanced at Old Madam Tang, and the two exchanged knowing smiles. Tang Wenqing, usually so willful, was surprisingly refined today, her cheeks flushing slightly, but she also occasionally stole glances at Ling Junyi. The banquet lasted for over half an hour, with everyone enjoying themselves immensely. After the meal, Ling Junyi rose to take his leave. Fang Ruping

asked, "Cousin, what about me?"

Ling Junyi replied, "Pingmei, since you've recognized her as your godmother, stay with the old lady for a few more days. I have other matters to attend to."

The old lady Tang smiled and said, "Mr. Ling, you're not in a hurry. Stay a few more days before you leave. The matters you need to attend to have been taken down by Lao Qi and the others; news will come soon."

Tang Wenqing said, "Pingmei, I won't let you leave."

Fang Ruping whispered in her ear, "You mean you won't let him leave?"

Tang Wenqing was both embarrassed and anxious, saying, "You think I'll let you off easily?"

She reached out to slap her. Fang Ruping chuckled and said, "Good sister, I won't say anything more." The two girls then started playfully bickering again.

Ling Junyi said to Madam Tang, "Since that's the case, I'll take the liberty of bothering you for a few more days." Madam Tang

said happily, "That's more like it."

Ling Junyi suddenly remembered something and asked, "Auntie, why haven't I seen your son, Young Master Tang?"

Madam Tang's face darkened immediately. Madam Tang sighed, "My son, Shaoqing, was unfortunate. Two years ago, he fell ill and never recovered, leaving us, the three of us..."

Ling Junyi hadn't expected to touch upon their painful memories, so he immediately said, "Auntie, please don't be sad. If you don't mind, I'd like to take you as my godmother."

Madam Tang said with surprise, "Are you serious?"

"Yes." Ling Junyi nodded.

Old Madam Tang was overjoyed, beaming from ear

to ear: "It's just that you've been wronged." Ling Junyi bowed deeply: "Mother, I, Junyi, am respectful."

Old Madam Tang happily helped him up: "Jun'er, get up." Turning to the maid beside her, she said: "Xia Lian, go tell Steward Ba and the others that from now on, Jun'er is the young master of our Tang family."

Ming Lizhu, Tang Wenqing, and Fang Ruping were naturally happy as well, especially Tang Wenqing, whose face flushed red, radiating an irrepressible smile.

Ling Junyi said uneasily: "Mother..."

Old Madam Tang waved her hand: "You are now the young master of the Tang family. From now on, the Tang family depends on you."

Ling Junyi hadn't expected that his attempt to comfort the old woman would end up like this. As far as he was concerned, he couldn't refuse at the moment and could only accept it. This also meant that the task on his shoulders had become heavier, a situation Ling Junyi had never dreamed of.

Madam Tang instructed Ming Lizhu, "Lizhu, have someone prepare the rooms. Jun'er will stay in 'Dicui Tower,' while you, Wen'er, and Ping'er will stay in 'Biyu Tower.' I think we should assign Xiao Hong, Xiao Qian, Xiao Cui, and Xiao Yu to Jun'er."

Ming Lizhu agreed and went to make the arrangements. Ling Junyi didn't even have time to speak before Madam Tang laughed, "Jun'er, now you have to listen to me in everything."

Fang Ruping smiled at Tang Wenqing, "Sister Wenqing, you can rest assured now."

Tang Wenqing blushed and said shyly, "I'm not talking to you anymore. Wait till I get my hands on you!" She turned and left. Fang Ruping laughed, "Sister Wenqing is shy. Big brother, I'll come to see you tomorrow." "Godmother, I'm going too."

Old Madam Tang nodded with a smile. Fang Ruping made a face at Ling Junyi, turned around and left. Ling Junyi chatted with Old Madam Tang.

After a while, two bright-eyed and white-toothed maids came in: "Old Madam, Young Master."

Old Madam Tang said: "These are Xiao Cui and Xiao Yu. They will take you to rest."

Ling Junyi got up, bid farewell to the old madam, and followed the two maids to the back. After walking through the garden and into the backyard, they walked a little further before arriving at "Dicui Tower". Xiao Cui and Xiao Yu led Ling Junyi upstairs. Ling Junyi smiled and asked, "How old are you?"

Xiao Cui replied with a smile, "Xiao Qian and I are fifteen this year, and Xiao Yu and Xiao Hong are fourteen. We are all orphans, taken in by the old lady when we were very young, so this is our home."

Xiao Yu also smiled and said, "Since the eldest young master passed away two years ago, the old lady has never been as happy as she is today. Now we are happy to see her like this."

Ling Junyi smiled and said, "This is my godmother's deep affection for me."

Xiao Cui smiled mysteriously, "Young master, it's not just the old lady's affection."

Ling Junyi asked, "Is that so?"

Xiao Yu "Yes, Young Master will find out later," someone chimed in.

As they spoke, the three went upstairs. Inside, someone said, "Xiaoyu, Xiaocui, what are you two gossiping about?"

Ling Junyi looked and saw two young maids tidying up in the living room. They were bright-eyed and had white teeth. Seeing Ling Junyi enter, they stopped and bowed, saying, "Young Master."

Xiaocui pointed to the two maids and said, "This is Xiaoqian, and this is Xiaohong."

Ling Junyi smiled and nodded, saying, "Thank you for your hard work. You can go and rest now."

The four maids nodded in unison. Xiaocui giggled, "Young Master, just call us if you need anything. We're downstairs." She then went downstairs.

Ling Junyi arrived at the bedroom; the voice he had heard earlier had come from there. At the bedside, Ming Lizhu was busy making the bed. Ling Junyi quickly stepped forward, saying, "Sister Zhu, how can I let you make the bed for me? I'll do it myself." He then rushed over.

Ming Lizhu laughed and dodged, "Brother Jun, this is what Mother ordered."

As she spoke, Ling Junyi tried to take it, but Ming Lizhu wouldn't let go. In their struggle, Ling Junyi exerted force, and Ming Lizhu lost her balance and fell. Ling Junyi reacted quickly, his feet moving, and with a swift movement, he reached out and pulled Ming Lizhu into his arms. The two of them froze, momentarily stunned. They gazed at each other, and Ling Junyi felt the tenderness in Ming Lizhu's eyes, like a burning flame. He tightened his grip, pressing Ming Lizhu close to his body. Ling Junyi could feel the heat radiating from Ming Lizhu's body.

He felt a surge of heat rise in his lower abdomen, a strong need welling up within him. He couldn't resist lowering his head and kissing Ming Lizhu's slightly parted lips, which were parted in surprise. At the same time, his right hand slipped inside her blouse from her waist, covering her breasts. Ming Lizhu trembled, trying to break free, but Ling Junyi held her tightly, preventing her from moving an inch, while his right hand caressed and teased her breasts. Ming Lizhu's body went limp, and she lost consciousness.

Ling Junyi frantically stripped away all of Ming Lizhu's clothes, revealing a delicate, jade-like body before him: slender breasts, a smooth, flat abdomen, a high mound below, a neatly trimmed black forest, a pink cleavage in the middle, long, slender legs, natural jade feet…

Ling Junyi couldn't restrain himself any longer, quickly disarming himself and pouncing on Ming Lizhu. Without pausing, he began kissing, sucking, and caressing Ming Lizhu's body, so greedy, so rough, and so impatient.

"Mmm… hum… hum… mmm…" came a soul-stirring moan from Ming Lizhu's small mouth.

Ling Junyi could already feel Ming Lizhu's breasts standing erect, knowing the time was ripe. So, with a thrust of his waist, his "treasure" naturally found its way in, and with a "plop," it slid in, making Ming Lizhu let out a soft "ah."

Ling Junyi naturally stopped his advance and asked softly, "Sister Zhu, is it uncomfortable?"

Ming Lizhu's face flushed, her eyes were alluring, and she said shyly, "Good brother, you're too strong. Let your sister get used to it." This was true. Ling Junyi was already well-endowed, and after taking the "Subduing Yin Pill," his "treasure" was even thicker and longer when erect, a super-sized one. No wonder Ming Lizhu, although she was an experienced woman, was unable to keep up for a while because she had been deprived for too long and Ling Junyi's "treasure" was so large.

Ling Junyi lay on top of Ming Lizhu, not idle at all, kissing her constantly and caressing her with his hands. After a while, Ming Lizhu began to writhe, and Ling Junyi knew she had gotten used to it, so he began to thrust vigorously. Ming Lizhu also twisted her waist and thrust her hips, trying her best to cooperate, which further aroused Ling Junyi's madness. Poor Ming Lizhu struggled to hold on, trembling under Ling Junyi, like a little lamb under the wolf's claws.

“Ah…brother…you’re too…strong…”

“Hmm…oh…ah…you hit my flower spot…”

“Ah…brother…I can’t take it…”

“Brother…please spare me…”

“Ah…this…is too heavy…brother…”

“Stop…stop…ah…brother…brother…”

Ling Junyi was like a sword shot out, triggering the power of the “Fuyin Pill” in his body. He wanted to stop, but he couldn’t stop. He said, “Sister, I can’t stop…” Ming Lizhu also

realized the urgency of the situation. She had no choice but to force herself to stay focused and tightly entwine with Ling Junyi, twisting her waist and swaying her hips to make him ejaculate. But it wasn’t that simple. This would only make her lose faster.

“Ah…brother…I can’t take it anymore…”

“Sister Zhu…you have to hold on…”

“I can’t take it anymore…I can’t take it anymore…”

“Xiao Cui…” Ming Lizhu called out loudly downstairs. There were footsteps, and Xiao Cui, Xiao Yu, Xiao Qian, and Xiao Hong rushed in. They were all stunned when they saw the situation in the room.

Ming Lizhu, struggling to hold back her emotions, gasped, "Xiao Cui, quickly take off your clothes and get ready to take over. Xiao Yu, go and inform the old lady and young lady; it seems Jun-di has taken some kind of drug and can't control himself."

Xiao Yu agreed and quickly ran out. Xiao Cui, being older, sensed something was wrong and decisively began to undress, with Xiao Hong and Xiao Qian helping her.

Xiao Cui shyly removed her clothes, revealing her smooth, delicate skin, flawless and shapely. Her breasts were firm and full, like the moon, swaying slightly, with pale pink areolas and slightly upturned nipples, like newly formed buds, fresh and tempting. Xiao Cui had a slender, smooth waist, a dimple-like navel, and long, shapely legs.

Only then did Ming Lizhu relax a little, and once she relaxed, she naturally couldn't resist.

"Brother... I can't... Ah... It's coming..."

A thick stream of vaginal fluid jolted Ling Junyi, causing him to freeze for a moment. Xiao Hong, Xiao Qian, and Xiao Cui seized this brief opportunity to pull Ling Junyi away from Ming Lizhu. Xiao Qian and Xiao Hong carried Ming Lizhu aside, while Xiao Cui automatically lay down, and Ling Junyi embraced her. In reality, Ling Junyi was fully aware of his actions, but now, his body was out of control, filled with an urge to release.

Although Xiao Cui was mentally prepared, it was still her first time. With a thrust of his hips, Ling Junyi penetrated her, his large member breaking through her precious hymen. For Ling Junyi, this penetration was incredibly pleasurable. But for Xiao Cui, experiencing this for the first time, it felt like the end of the world. The rupture of her hymen caused her excruciating pain. Xiao Cui cried out "Ouch!" and winced in pain.

Xiao Cui couldn't bear the pain. She twisted her body and cried out, "It hurts... Young Master... Slower... Slower... It hurts so much..."

Ming Lizhu knew Xiao Cui was in pain and quickly said, "Xiao Cui, it's normal for a girl to feel pain the first time. You have to relax as much as possible so that you can get through the pain."

Xiao Cui endured the pain and said, "Don't worry, Young Madam, I can handle it." At this moment, Ling Junyi began to thrust wildly without stopping for a moment. Xiao Cui felt the pain gradually lessening, with some pleasure mixed in with the pain.

"Ouch... Hmm... Hmm..." Xiao Cui began to moan.

After Ling Junyi thrust hard for a while, he thrust into her tender hole for a while, followed by a series of sweet kisses and caresses, while his big treasure thrust deep inside. Gradually, Xiao Cui's little hole loosened up, and some lustful fluid flowed out. The pleasure of his treasure thrusting in and out made her moan, "Ah... Ah... Hmm... So beautiful... So comfortable... Mmm... Good man... Young Master..." Xiao Cui swayed her body, becoming wanton.

"Oh...good young master...you...you can...push...push into my little hole...oh my...I'm so happy..."

Xiao Cui's moan was truly wanton, and the several women nearby all squeezed their jade legs tightly together. Their precocious lustful fluids could no longer be contained and secretly flowed out.

At this moment, Xiao Yu arrived with Old Madam Tang, Fang Ruping, Tang Wenqing, as well as Old Madam Tang's maids Chunlan and Xia Lian, Tang Wenqing's maid Xiao Mei, and Ming Lizhu's maid Xiao Hui. Except for Fang Ruping, who had already been intimate with Ling Junyi, Tang Wenqing and the maids all blushed with shame and dared not look directly at him. Old Madam Tang, however, wore a serious expression. After listening to Ming Lizhu's account and looking at the situation on the bed, she said to the girls, "Jun'er's current condition is extremely dangerous. He might suffer a qi deviation. Although we don't know the reason, we must make him release his pent-up desire. Girls, get ready..."

Tang Wenqing and Fang Ruping both said in unison, "Mother..."

Old Madam Tang looked at her biological daughter and adopted daughter, and first asked Fang Ruping, "Ping'er, have you already had a sexual encounter with Jun'er?" Fang Ruping blushed and nodded.

Madam Tang nodded and said, "Let the maids go first, and you can bring up the rear. The maids are all doing this for the first time, and I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on for long."

Tang Wenqing blushed and said, "Mother, I'm here too."

Madam Tang said, "I know you like Jun'er very much, but you're not much better than the maids..."

Tang Wenqing interjected, "Mother, Brother Jun is in a very dangerous situation right now, and I can't worry about that anymore."

Madam Tang nodded and said, "Alright then, you can go last. If Ping'er can't take over, then you'll have to go."

Madam Tang then gave the girls some instructions, and the girls listened to the teachings with blushing faces. At the same time, Xiao Cui had already ejaculated and was unable to move, so Xiao Qian took over. This girl was petite and delicate, and her vulva was shaped like a small bun, with two labia sandwiched in the middle. Ling Junyi grabbed her breasts with both hands, made the girl raise her two tender legs high, and aimed his big treasure at the entrance of her vulva. With a "whoosh," he inserted half of it.

Xiaoqian cried out in pain, "Ouch...it hurts so much...ouch..."

But this beautiful woman had a uniquely fit figure. Soon after her virginity was broken and she tasted the sweetness to the fullest, she cried out in a tone louder than anyone else, "Hmm...it feels so good...hmm...hmm...my lower abdomen feels so full...ouch...uh...hmm...it feels so good..."

Soon, after Xiaoqian had eaten her fill, she had also released her full load of lustful fluids. Then, Xiaohong and Xiaoyu were quickly taken advantage of on the spot.

Next was Chunlan, who was a bit older, with delicate and pretty features, and a very charming and alluring appearance. As soon as Ling Junyi's penis entered her, he felt an incredible tightness. He thrust in and out with pleasure, and she yielded, gently biting her teeth and moaning softly, not groaning loudly. Ling Junyi watched as she gripped his penis tightly, and then looked at her beautiful face, kissing her captivating features passionately. Although Chunlan lasted a little longer, under the fierce onslaught of Ling Junyi's large penis, she quickly found herself only able to defend herself, unable to retaliate.

"Ouch... Young Master... I can't take it anymore..."

"Ah... I'm going to lose it..."

Having dealt with Chunlan, Xiaomei was also no match for her. After being deflowered by Ling Junyi, she quickly surrendered. Now it was Xiao Hui's turn. Ling Junyi was sucking and caressing her breasts. Xiao Hui felt waves of tingling and itching, and her body writhed even more violently. His "mushroom head" slipped into the hole, and finally, it touched a tender flesh.

Xiao Hui felt a hot and itchy sensation deep inside, and she involuntarily let out a soft "uh." Ling Junyi began to rotate happily against that tender flesh. Although Xiao Hui felt some pain at first, she soon felt a strange sense of relief. Her brows relaxed, and her lower body moved freely and easily, immediately filling the room with a low "symphony." Xiao Hui gradually experienced an indescribable feeling of comfort, and she began to thrust along with him. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, she tasted the sweetness and thrust harder and harder, the crisp and dense "march" becoming even more alluring!

Ling Junyi suddenly thrust deep into the tender flesh, grinding rapidly. Xiao Hui shuddered and cried out, "Ah!" He increased the speed of his thrusting, and she cried out even more vigorously, her shudders becoming more frequent, her expression showing even greater pleasure. After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Xiao Hui suddenly began to thrust wildly and involuntarily, her cries rising and falling, fast and slow, blending beautifully with the sounds of the "war drums."

"Young Master...this servant can't take it anymore..."

"Ah...oh...ah..."

Xiao Hui quickly gave in, and Xia Lian immediately replaced her. Despite Xia Lian's small stature and tender flesh, once deflowered, she possessed a natural, seductive nature; once she tasted pleasure, her wantonness became uncontrollable.

"Oh my... my darling brother... I'm so happy... mmm... it feels so good... so comfortable... oh my... it feels amazing... young master, you're so deep... it's hitting my... belly... inside..."

Ling Junyi thrust in and out lightly, each thrust hitting her core, making her incredibly itchy. After a short while, Xia Lian's wetness dried up, and she fell into a deep, dreamy sleep. Ling Junyi, however, seemed to still be full of energy. The other women couldn't help but worry, because now only Fang Ruping and Tang Wenqing were available, and the others obviously couldn't recover their strength in the short term to withstand Ling Junyi's second assault.

Fang Ruping had already sensed the critical situation and took off her clothes one by one. Her captivating beauty, her alluring figure, her radiant body, and her peach-blossom-like face far surpassed the image of the imperial concubine emerging from her bath in the main hall. A wisp of her dark hair draped around her jade-like neck, draped diagonally over her high, white breasts. Her delicate eyebrows resembled distant mountains illuminated by the sunset, and her large, bright phoenix eyes were fixed on Ling Junyi's seven-inch-long member. Her small, upturned nose and bright red lips framed her full breasts, the nipples like two symmetrical peaks. Below them lay a flat plain, her navel resembling a spring, followed by a small mound shrouded in black... Beyond the mound lay her crimson vulva. Her labia majora were turned outwards, her labia minora glistening and throbbing slightly. Her clitoris was large, swollen, and bright red, glistening with light. A clear, transparent stream of fluid flowed slowly down her thighs onto the satin surface, forming a small pool.

At this moment, Ling Junyi was restless and anxious because he had lost his target. What came into the women's eyes was his magnificent, proud manhood. It was so long, seven or eight inches long, so thick that five fingers could not close it, so strong that the veins were bulging and the barbs were erect. The dark red penis, with its crimson glans, was wrapped around the pink glans stalk. The two long, round testicles were tightly wrapped by wrinkled black skin. The dark, shiny pubic hair covered his entire lower body. Suddenly, he found Fang Ruping standing in front of him. Although he knew very well what was going on, his actions were beyond his control. Like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, he pressed Fang Ruping down, showering her with kisses, embracing her like a storm, and making incessant sucking sounds on her face, neck, chest, and back.

Fang Ruping wrapped one jade-like arm tightly around Ling Junyi's neck, while her other small hand, disregarding everything, reached down and grasped his long, thick, and powerful member… She felt the pulse pounding fiercely within it, the member bobbing up and down with each beat. Then, her hand slid down,

taking his testicles in her palm and gently kneading them. When her hand touched his member, Ling Junyi gasped, a surge of heat coursing through his lower abdomen. Wave after wave, crashing against each other. He couldn't help but stroke her smooth back down, then down her full buttocks, the lubrication increasing as his fingers slipped inside, gently teasing her swollen clitoris.

Fang Ruping let out a hysterical moan: "Ah...ah...um...inside...oh..." She couldn't bear this overwhelming stimulation; the current rushing to her central nervous system intensified and accelerated. She was already aroused, her thighs flowing like a stream of spring water.

Ling Junyi could no longer restrain himself. With a gentle lift of his iron-like arms, he placed Fang Ruping on the bed, then leaped between her legs. Clenching his fists, he channeled his inner energy, causing his thick member to rise sharply, as if electrified. Gripping his steel-like hand, he aimed at the sticky, wet entrance and thrust forcefully. With a "whoosh," his fiery member reached deep into her core.

Fang Ruping took a deep breath, then cried out excitedly, "Brother Jun... ah... so big... so hard... it feels so good... so comfortable... it's killing me... faster... deeper... ah... so comfortable... it's killing me..." She completely ignored the presence of everyone around her, except for Tang Wenqing, who was inexperienced and blushed deeply at the sight. Hearing Fang Ruping's unrestrained moans, he felt incredibly embarrassed, yet his heart was filled with longing, imagining himself writhing and submitting to Ling Junyi's pleasure.

Ling Junyi's large glans, like a discerning eye, reached straight to the core of her flower with each thrust, advancing towards her cervix. Fang Ruping's body writhed wildly like a twisted candy, her vulva thrusting upwards in rhythm with his penis, her watery phoenix eyes gazing at Ling Junyi.

"Ah...ah...good...so hard...thrust...thrust...faster...ah...so hot...so hard...so long...thrust...thrust in..."

Ling Junyi looked at Fang Ruping's flushed face, aroused by desire, while Fang Ruping looked at Ling Junyi's raised eyebrows. A surge of heat rushed through their hearts, and the desire in their chests burned even more fiercely. They both tightened their arms around each other's necks and engaged in another frenzied kiss. Fang Ruping suddenly thrust her tongue into his mouth, and as Ling Junyi sucked on her tongue, his penis sped up again, thrusting over a hundred times in a row, straight in and out, pumping and pounding... The sounds of flesh slapping together echoed rhythmically at the junction of his penis and her vulva, accompanied by heavy breathing and the creaking of the bed, shaking the entire room.

"Ah...ah...oh...beautiful...beautiful...you...you're fucking my pussy to death...yes...good...ah...harder...yes...right there...oh...it's so itchy...it's killing me...deeper...digging harder...ah...so good...it feels so good..." Fang Ruping's wild moans grew louder and louder, her supple waist twisting and turning desperately, her penis pounding against her clitoris, her tender flesh tightly gripping it.

Then, a sharp scream rang out, and Fang Ruping shook her head and flailing her arms and legs, followed by another: "I'm going to die..."

Ling Junyi felt as if countless tiny claws were scratching at his treasure, making his whole body weak, numb, and even paralyzed. It was as if his treasure had fallen into the mouth of a toothless tiger, being chewed and swallowed from all sides. Then, a powerful attraction, like a crane pulling a heavy load, pulled his treasure and testicles into his vagina...

Fang Ruping was still desperately shouting, "I'm going to die... I'm going to ascend to heaven... My good man... My treasure is in my womb..."

Ling Junyi was a little at a loss for what to do with this sudden special ability. His penis was completely sucked in and could no longer be pulled out. The vagina was still chewing incessantly, and he even felt as if tiny hands were kneading his testicles. At this moment, Ling Junyi's thick eyebrows were drawn into a V-shape, and his bloodshot eyes were fixed on Fang Ruping, who was still making a fuss. He slowly raised his arms, took a deep breath, and his whole body began to tremble. He forcefully pushed the breath down from his dantian, making his face turn red and his eyes bulge. A powerful surge of heat began to rush to his lower abdomen, gradually concentrating on the penis that was being bitten. Then, with a deafening scream, a miracle occurred. The penis trembled violently, growing more than an inch longer and thicker...

In that instant, it was as if the existing current in Fang Ruping's vagina had been intensified, and the thick penis suddenly thrust, piercing through her internal organs. It emitted a powerful electric wave, like countless steel needles shooting into every nerve in her body, producing a highly exciting magic that stimulated her entire body and mind. Her delicate hands scratched and clawed at Ling Junyi's chest and back, while her full, white legs kicked incessantly. Finally, like vines, she tightly wrapped around Ling Junyi's lower body, howling like a mother wolf in heat: "Ah... fuck me... to death..."

At this moment, Ling Junyi pulled out forcefully, his manhood and testicles slamming out, followed by another series of rapid thrusts and withdrawals before slowing down his movements. Fang Ruping continued to sway her hips, moaning intermittently, "Ah...ah...big baby...it feels so good...so pleasurable...oh...let...let me catch my breath..."

"Your penis is so long...so strong...so beautiful...so pleasing to the eye...you are...a real...man..."

She gently nestled her head against his chest, showering him with kisses on his cheeks, lips, neck, and chest. Ling Junyi took another deep breath, his strength concentrating again, pressing down, his penis beginning to swell and harden. At the same time, his hands began to slide down, reaching under her full buttocks, supporting her buttocks with his hands, pulling her up forcefully, his penis thrusting down hard, even his testicles entering her, and with another force, his thick penis began to grind inside her vagina.

Fang Ruping had already climaxed, her vagina burning hot from the penetration, her vision blurred, her limbs limp, utterly powerless to resist. All the excited nerves in her body were still in a state of tension. This relentless, churning stimulation had caused her clitoris to split open, her vaginal walls to itch intensely, her heart to tremble, and her breath to come. She was intoxicated again, but Ling Junyi seemed tireless, continuing his relentless labor. Fang Ruping climaxed again and again, unable to hold on any longer.

"Oh...I surrender...I surrender...Quickly...stop...pull...pull...out...out..."

"My little hole...is going to split...split open...ah...ah...it's churning my clitoris again...it's penetrating...my heart..."

At this moment, Fang Ruping's whole body shuddered, her vaginal walls contracted sharply, and then began to undulate and ripple like waves. Fang Ruping started moaning again: "I'm going to die... Oh... Oh... I'm going to be fucked to death by you... Ouch... Faster, faster... Deeper, ah... I... I can't take it anymore... I've ejaculated again... Ouch... Mom..."

Under Ling Junyi's frantic thrusting, Fang Ruping struggled to hold on for several rounds before finally giving in. Although Madam Tang was in the outer room, she was fully aware of the situation inside. She sighed and said to Tang Wenqing, "Qing'er, Ping'er is dying. Go and take her place. I've already told you everything. You must try to hold on as long as possible. If you can't hold on either, then the maid will have to fight to the death. Sigh..."

Tang Wenqing pressed Ling Junyi's pressure points, pulled Fang Ruping away, and nervously removed her clothes, becoming completely naked, her body slightly damp with sweat. With a mixture of nervousness and anticipation, she gazed at Ling Junyi's lower body, her exquisitely sculpted breasts rising and falling, her slightly full thighs instinctively clenching together, trying to calm the throbbing in her heart. All of this was like a beautiful painting. For a moment, the room was filled with the warmth of spring, even the air was filled with an alluring scent of virginity.

Tang Wenqing lay on top of Ling Junyi, her arms tightly wrapped around his shoulders, her firm nipples pressed against his chest muscles, rubbing incessantly. Facing Ling Junyi's handsome face, she couldn't help but kiss him. Their four red lips intertwined, Tang Wenqing completely absorbed, losing herself in the moment, expressing all her admiration and gratitude for Ling Junyi. She knew she had a more important task.
Finally shifted her focus to his manhood! She lifted her upper body, straddling Ling Junyi's thighs, and softly said, "Goodbye! My girlhood; goodbye! My virginity." She gently grasped Ling Junyi's erect member, positioning it, ready to insert it into her virginity!

"Ah...ah..."

Only a scream was heard, no blood was seen. Tang Wenqing was too nervous, and without sufficient foreplay, her virginity was extremely dry, unable to find a way in. She couldn't bear the excruciating pain; his member only penetrated to the tip before withdrawing.

Ming Lizhu quickly said, "Qingmei, you must relax and not be nervous, otherwise, it will only hurt more."

Tang Wenqing nodded, took a deep breath, and slowly calmed her tense mood. She lowered her waist, and the treasure entered to the fullest extent!

"Oh..."

When the treasure parted the flesh walls inside Tang Wenqing's vagina, the feeling made Tang Wenqing unable to help but let out a soft cry, but the subsequent sharp pain made her forget how to cry out! She felt a hot treasure slowly penetrating her body, and deep in her heart, that indescribable feeling of joy and pleasure was enough to satisfy her. This was probably because of her love for Ling Junyi! At this moment, there was only one thought in Tang Wenqing's mind: to save Ling Junyi. Compared to this selfless love, what was the pain brought by deflowering?

"Fallen petals are not heartless things, they turn into spring mud to protect the flowers." The pain was just a test for her; the fallen petals were a kind of happiness for her! Although she was sweating profusely, although she was in unbearable pain, she was willing to endure it! After a short while, she released Ling Junyi's acupoints. Ling Junyi, already in considerable discomfort from the restraints, immediately rolled over, pinning Tang Wenqing beneath him. Then he withdrew his member. Oh, the feeling was almost insane for Tang Wenqing; she felt as if her entire lower body was filled with blood, boiling violently!

Ling Junyi withdrew and then thrust in again, repeatedly pumping his member in and out of Tang Wenqing's body. Tang Wenqing involuntarily opened her mouth, moaning, "Ah... ah... ah..." Overwhelmed by the intense love she felt for Ling Junyi, Tang Wenqing gradually transformed the pain into pleasure.

“Ouch…my hole…uh…this…what is this…feeling…it hurts so much…my little hole is about to…burst…good brother…big baby…you’re so cruel…um…ah…Jun-ge…you…my…so big…baby…all…all inside…uh…ah…ah…oh oh…oh…my hole is…about to burst…oh…it’s so swollen…”

“Big baby brother…push…push again…it feels so good…”

Tang Wenqing had abandoned her shame and was fully enjoying the pleasure of Ling Junyi’s thrusting. Ling Junyi thrust wildly, his big baby getting harder and harder. Tang Wenqing no longer felt pain, only a feeling of fullness, her tender little hole was full, as if a pleasure stick had entered. Although it was her first time being deflowered, she had already tasted the pleasure of dry hole. “Slap! Slap.” Dozens more wild thrusts, Tang Wenqing’s hole opened and closed, the tender red flesh inside the hole turned out and pushed in, pushed in and turned out.

“My darling…brother…Dada…how are you thrusting…mmm…so good…my tender hole doesn’t want to live anymore…fuck me to death…uh…ah…”

Tang Wenqing became excited, almost like a madwoman. Ling Junyi’s penis had been thrusting for almost half an hour. She felt her whole body relax, especially her tender hole, which felt neither numb nor sore, but tingly and not quite. Suddenly, her body trembled a few times, and Ling Junyi’s penis thrust hard a few more times. Tang Wenqing’s clitoris felt tingly, sore, and numb. With a “plop,” she ejaculated, her clitoris seemed to fall off, and she seemed to collapse. This was her first orgasm.

Ling Junyi was still not satisfied and continued to thrust, and Tang Wenqing’s sexual desire was aroused again.

“Jun…brother…my little…hole…it feels so good…oh…my flower center…oh…it’s so swollen…oh…good…good…harder…oh…yes…oh…it’s broken…oh…good…harder…it’ll kill…me…my god…oh…um…what…what is this…taste…so beautiful…”

Ling Junyi saw that she was so wanton that he thrust even harder, and from behind he cupped her two big breasts with his hands, thrusting into her hole while touching her breasts. Her breasts were grabbed, her nipples were pinched, and her vagina throbbed with pleasure, then she cried out loudly, "Good brother...you'll...fuck my vagina...good brother...this little hole...is going to be...uh...broke...my wet hole...it's all coming out...um..."

Ling Junyi thrust in and out hard again and again, Tang Wenqing's vagina kept making "plop! plop!" sounds, after thrusting for a while, he pressed the head of his penis against her clitoris, Ling Junyi's buttocks swayed up and down, rubbing against the tender flesh of her clitoris, making her feel the head of his penis. As he rubbed her clitoris, she thrust her buttocks back, moaning, "Oh... clitoris... um... my clitoris is broken... how can I... rub it like this... um... my clitoris is... all tender flesh... um... it's going to leak water... oh... I can't take it... harder... thrust... um..."

Seeing that she was about to thrust again, Ling Junyi knew she was about to ejaculate again, so he thrust hard with all his might. This time, her wetness made a different sound, "plop! gurgle! squelch." as her juices gushed out, flowing all over the floor. Tang Wenqing moaned, "Oh... my god... um... how can it be so... beautiful... big darling brother... so beautiful... my hole... numb... tingling... um..."

Tang Wenqing felt that the jade stem inside her was about to explode, so she could no longer hold back her passion and welcomed the important moment! Tang Wenqing's body trembled twice, "gurgle! gurgle." Her tender hole felt an intense itch, and white fluid gushed out. Ling Junyi thrust several more times, his body going numb, and his manhood hardened. A thick stream of semen shot towards her core, powerfully and in large quantities. Tang Wenqing felt her tender core suddenly burning hot, and the heat caused her to loosen her grip on him.

"Ah..." Almost simultaneously, their essences gushed out. Ling Junyi, carrying his pent-up energy, ejaculated directly into Tang Wenqing's body; at that moment, Tang Wenqing's precious virginity replenished Ling Junyi's lost vitality. The semen hit her clitoris, and Tang Wenqing, scalded by his hot semen, swayed a few times before weakly saying, "Oh... this time I... am doomed... no... I can't move..." At the

same time, Ling Junyi, exhausted, fell into a deep sleep. In the outer room, Old Madam Tang and the women finally breathed a long sigh of relief. Old Madam Tang patted her chest and said, "Thank goodness, we're all safe and sound." The maids went downstairs to rest, leaving Ming Lizhu, Fang Ruping, and Tang Wenqing to accompany Ling Junyi. Old Madam Tang also went back to rest, relieved.

The chirping of birds broke the morning's tranquility. The misty eastern mountains began to lighten with a pale dawn, and gradually, the morning light shone on Ling Junyi's tired eyelids. Ling Junyi barely opened his eyes, trying to organize his chaotic thoughts: "Where...where am I?...How did I get here?..." Looking down, he was even more shocked. He was sleeping on top of Tang Wenqing, with Ming Lizhu and Fang Ruping on either side. All four were completely naked, and he and Tang Wenqing were even in sexual intercourse, their lower bodies tightly joined together.

Ling Junyi shook his head vigorously, trying his best to think. Every detail of last night seemed so clear, yet also so blurry. He vaguely remembered having been intimate with many women. He seemed to have lost consciousness. Comparing the various clues with the current situation, Ling Junyi's thoughts gradually became clearer. Suddenly, he understood why he was like this.

"Fuyin Pill!" He knew why he had acted involuntarily; it was all because of the Fuyin Pill. Ling Junyi's sudden loud shout startled the three women awake.

Tang Wenqing, realizing the situation, blushed and dared not look at Ling Junyi. Ling Junyi, realizing he was still on top of her, quickly climbed down, saying, "Qingmei, thank you for your hard work."

Tang Wenqing whispered, "For my brother, I would die for you."

Before Ling Junyi could say anything, Fang Ruping laughed, "Brother Jun, you've really forgotten the old for the new! Yesterday, we sisters almost lost our lives for you, and you're only thanking Sister Qing?"

Tang Wenqing protested, "Pingmei, you and Brother Jun have already consummated your marriage. Yesterday was my first time; I barely managed to withstand my husband's passion. Are you jealous of his thanks?"

Fang Ruping quickly explained, "I'm not jealous, I was just joking."

Ming Lizhu then chimed in: “Brother Jun, Qingmei and the eight maids really suffered yesterday. You were like a mad bull. Even Pingmei and I, who have been through it before, couldn't handle it, let alone them, who were experiencing it for the first time.”

Ling Junyi hugged Tang Wenqing, kissed her, and asked in a low voice, “Does it still hurt?”

Tang Wenqing boldly returned his kiss and whispered, “It did hurt a lot at first, but it got much better later, though it still hurts a little now.”

Ling Junyi gently stroked Tang Wenqing's smooth skin and said guiltily, “It's all my fault. I ruined your innocence. I would rather die than atone for it.”

Tang Wenqing covered Ling Junyi's mouth: “Brother Jun, I won't let you say such things again. I am willing to give myself to you, brother, and serve you for the rest of my life. The maids will be yours sooner or later. I believe you.” They were only happy. Although our first time was a bit unusual, I didn't mind at all. I'm very happy that my sister's body can help her brother."

Ling Junyi said emotionally, "You've all been so good to me. I will definitely not let you down."

The three women seemed to have a tacit understanding beforehand, and said in unison, "We believe in our husband. As long as our husband takes good care of himself and doesn't take any risks, we lowly concubines will be content."

Ling Junyi asked in surprise, "Sister Zhu, Sister Qing, Sister Ping, you seem to have some kind of tacit understanding?"

Ming Lizhu said, "Mother specially consulted a fortune teller for you and said that you are destined to have many wives. Mother has already warned us to get along harmoniously and will never interfere with how many wives you marry, as long as you have us in your heart." Ling Junyi

said gratefully, "Mother is so kind to me." "I'm so happy."

Tang Wenqing interjected, "Since my eldest brother passed away, Mother hasn't smiled. Now she's finally cheered up again. Brother, Mother feels she can't bear another blow, so you must take care of yourself for us."

Ling Junyi nodded, "I promise you." Fang

Ruping suddenly remembered something and asked, "Brother, just now in my dream I seemed to hear you shouting something about Fu Yin Wan, what was that about?"

Ling Junyi then recounted how he had obtained the Fu Yin Wan by chance, and at the same time, he didn't hide his relationship with the Black-Clad Rakshasa. After listening, the three women understood why Ling Junyi had suddenly lost his mind last night. It turned out that the Fu Yin Wan's effects had begun to take hold. Because the Fu Yin Wan's yang energy was too strong, it needed the yin energy of women to balance it and prevent him from going berserk.

Tang Wenqing then asked, "Has the Fu Yin Wan's power been fully exerted now?"

Ling Junyi shook his head and said, "According to the Qiyang Divine Skill, it might take several years to completely refine the power of the Fuyin Pill and absorb it for oneself, so it shouldn't be that fast."

Ming Lizhu said worriedly, "What if something like last night happens again? Wouldn't that be very dangerous?"

Ling Junyi thought for a moment and said, "Last night, because I wasn't prepared, it got out of control. I'll be more careful in the future, and as my skill improves, I should be able to gradually control myself, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

Fang Ruping said, "You still need to be more careful, otherwise it will be very dangerous. I think you should follow..." " You need your sisters by your side sometimes,"

Ling Junyi said. "If possible, I would certainly like to bring you all with me, but sometimes circumstances don't allow it. However, don't worry too much, I will be careful." After saying that, he kissed each of the women, and then said, "The sun is high in the sky, we should get up."

The four of them got up, washed, and then went downstairs. The three women walked a little unnaturally, especially Tang Wenqing, because she had just lost her virginity last night and was quite traumatized, so she walked with a severe pigeon-toed gait. Fang Ruping and Ming Lizhu, having already lost their virginity, were less traumatized and walked much more naturally.

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