【The Blade Against the Heavens】(Chapter Six)

Author: Xiaotianlong
Published: March 17, 2016 Posted on: 1024 Forum

Chapter Six

At midday, the gates of the Xia residence suddenly opened, and dozens of strong horses surged out like a torrent,
galloping towards the city gates under the leadership of Xia Baijin.

Moments later, two ghostly figures leaped over the back wall of the Xia residence.

In the messy and filthy woodshed, Zhou Hanxiang was naked and bound to a wooden bed, her limbs firmly fixed to
the bed legs. Her once snow-white skin was covered in dust and grime, and her cheeks bore bruises,
clearly from a beating.

Her full breasts were covered in bruises from violent rubbing, and her nipples bore
marks . Zhou Hanxiang's vulva was even more shocking, her extremely swollen labia parted to the sides. A trail of
foul-smelling, blood-tinged fluid oozed from her swollen, engorged vulva, and a few plucked pubic hairs were stuck to
her lower abdomen with the man's semen.

Since being imprisoned in this woodshed, Zhou Hanxiang had been gang-raped by countless men. Xia Baijin hadn't
entered ; he felt there was no need for further interrogation.

The two burly guards seemed exhausted; they had already climaxed on Zhou Hanxiang three times that day.

Although their penises were now too weak to erect, they still didn't intend to let Zhou Hanxiang go, frequently
touching her wounded nipples and vulva with straw stalks.

Zhou Hanxiang's body was already numb and unresponsive; she knew her death was inevitable, only
a matter of time.

Just as the two guards were toying with Zhou Hanxiang, the woodshed door suddenly opened. Before the guards could
react , two flashes of cold light slit their throats. Han Yushuang cut the ropes with her sword, stripped the guards
of their clothes, and dressed Zhou Hanxiang in them. Exhausted from the ordeal, Zhou Hanxiang was carried on Han Yushuang's back
.

Outside the woodshed, Kuang'ao led the way, his weapon a pair of exceptionally sharp daggers. They killed anyone they encountered,
throwing the Xia residence into chaos. After dealing with seven or eight obstacles, Han Yushuang and Kuang'ao finally broke out of the Xia residence.

They dared not walk the main streets but headed towards the northwest hills; crossing them would lead them out of the city.

"You're quite fast..." a voice rang out from ahead.

"Sword Master! What are you doing here..." Kuang'ao exclaimed in surprise.

"You probably think I should be fighting your lord right now! I guessed Zhou Hanxiang's accomplices would
take this opportunity to rescue her, so I stayed behind... and I also anticipated you'd escape this way
..." Shangguan Lang brandished his longsword with a smug look.

"Hurry..." Han Yushuang turned and sped off in another direction, her speed
still incredibly fast despite carrying Zhou Hanxiang on her back.

Just as Kuang'ao was about to follow, he suddenly felt a numbness in his left leg, as if a tiny object had struck his Huantiao acupoint.

In that instant of hesitation, Shangguan Lang's longsword was already upon him, forcing Kuang'ao to draw his dagger to meet the
attack.

Shangguan Lang's sword strikes were like a mighty river flowing eastward, layers of sword energy enveloping Kuang'ao like waves. Kuang'ao
's dagger danced up and down, but with each clash between the dagger and the longsword, his arm went numb.

After several moves, Kuang'ao struggled more and more, barely managing to hold on. In terms of pure skill, Kuang'ao's martial arts were
indeed inferior to Shangguan Lang's, but logically, he shouldn't be at such a disadvantage from the start. Kuang'ao felt his
internal energy dwindling, and his movements gradually slowed.

Kuang'ao hadn't realized that while he was having sex with Han Yushuang on the small boat the previous night, Han Yushuang had secretly drained
a significant amount of his internal energy.

Deflecting Shangguan Lang's sword strike, Kuang'ao launched his dagger like a hidden weapon, turning
to flee while Shangguan Lang dodged. Overconfident in his lightness skill, Kuang'ao turned, leaving Shangguan Lang behind, but
Shangguan Lang's sword was far faster.

With a simple, almost supernatural move, Shangguan Lang's sword pierced Kuang'ao's back, the tip emerging from his
chest .

Shangguan Lang drew his sword to chase after Han Yushuang, when suddenly a whooshing sound shot towards him
. He flicked his sword back, sending a pebble shattering at the tip.

"Who is it…?"

Shangguan Lang turned to see a tall, slender figure standing ten feet away.

"The Peerless Swordsman! Long time no see…" The man stood calmly behind his back, as if he had been
there for some time.

"Zhan Yun!" Shangguan Lang could hardly hide his astonishment.

"Judging from your swordsmanship just now, you must have held back when you ambushed me! Show
me ..." Zhan Yun drew his Reincarnation Blade.

"You really think you can kill me?" Shangguan Lang was surprised but not afraid.
He still had a few ultimate techniques he hadn't used when he ambushed Zhan Yun last time.

"No! Today, it's not me who will kill you, but him..." Zhan Yun pointed to the corpse of the Mad Hound.

"What a joke! This person is already a corpse, how could he kill me..." Shangguan Lang didn't understand
Zhan Yun 's meaning.

"You and this person will soon meet again in the underworld! He will tell you the reason..."

Zhan Yun's figure flashed, as fast as a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he had already closed in on Shangguan Lang. Even faster than Zhan Yun's movement
was the Reincarnation Blade in his hand. The bright blade, like a comet in the sky, trailed a blue blade light, slashing down on Shangguan Lang like
Mount Tai pressing down.

Shangguan Lang knew this was a life-or-death battle, and he exerted all his true energy to meet the attack.

A deafening roar followed, and the explosive force shot outwards, instantly creating a whirlwind of flying sand and stones . The two men passed each other. Although Shangguan Lang had parried Zhan Yun's thunderous strike, a small, bean-sized chip appeared on
his blade . 　　Suppressing the surging blood in his chest, Shangguan Lang sensed that Zhan Yun's skill had greatly improved . Knowing the battle was extremely dangerous, and a slight misstep could mean death, Shangguan Lang unleashed his ultimate survival technique. 　　His swordplay suddenly became much more ferocious, while Zhan Yun shifted from offense to defense. At this moment, it seemed Shangguan Lang had the upper hand, forcing Zhan Yun to constantly move around under his attacks. Shangguan Lang thought so too, and thus increased the speed of his sword strikes.

Zhan Yun, seemingly struggling to parry the lightning-fast sword, managed to deflect
Shangguan . He did this because he had recognized Shangguan Lang
's technique as the "Rolling Cloud Three Swords," a signature move of the Tianmu Qi cultivator.

Knowing he would inevitably face a life-or-death duel with a Tianmu Qi cultivator, Zhan Yun wanted to learn
as much as possible .

After several dozen moves, Shangguan Lang's speed slowed; the continuous attacks were draining his internal energy. Zhan Yun
used the back of his blade to deflect Shangguan Lang's sword, then turned and retreated a few steps. In that instant, Zhan Yun
exposed to Shangguan Lang. This was a rare opportunity, and Shangguan Lang thrust his sword. Just as the sword was about to pierce his body
, Zhan Yun's figure suddenly vanished.

Shangguan Lang was shocked, realizing he had made a fatal mistake; he had
only . A sharp, needle-like pain shot through his lower abdomen, and Shangguan Lang felt all his strength drain away in an instant.

A dagger was deeply embedded in Shangguan Lang's dantian; it was the dagger that Kuang'ao had just thrown.

"...Your wife's cunt...it feels so good to fuck...I've been fucking her every day for a while now and I still haven't had enough..." The intense
pain contorted Shangguan Lang's features, as if a mountain was pressing down on his shoulders, causing his legs
to tremble uncontrollably.

"Letting you die so easily is the biggest regret of my life!" Zhan Yun gripped the dagger and slashed downwards forcefully
, causing Shangguan Lang's blood and internal organs to flow out.

Before Shangguan Lang and Kuang'ao's corpses stiffened, he stacked them together in a strange
position.

Although he had killed Shangguan Lang, Zhan Yun was not at ease. Although he had grasped some of
the techniques of the Three Swords of Rolling Clouds in this battle, the same sword technique could have vastly different power in different hands. With the cultivation
and experience of a Heavenly Eye Qi cultivator, even the simplest sword technique could be earth-shattering. With the help of reinforcements,

Lei

Tai finally broke through the encirclement. The battle could be described as a draw,
with dozens of corpses on both sides. After escaping, Lei Tai did not return to Fenglei Fortress, but instead stayed at Tiemu Mountain
.

It was less than two hundred li from Yunling Prefecture, and a band of bandits had originally inhabited the mountain. Several years ago, Lei Tai had subdued these
bandits and turned the mountain into a stronghold of Fenglei Fortress. Lei Tai had long harbored ambitions to seize Yunling Prefecture, and Tiemu Mountain
was his outpost.

Xia Baijin not only raped Fan Suhua but also killed Lei Heng
. Lei Tai would find it difficult to maintain his standing in the martial world without avenging this murder of his son and humiliation of his wife. The stronghold on Tiemu Mountain was built against the mountainside, tall, sturdy, and easy to defend. Lei Tai decided to rely on
this location to fight Xia Baijin. Moreover, it wasn't far from Yunling Prefecture, allowing for both a swift attack and
a prolonged defense in unfavorable circumstances. Both sides knew that even fiercer battles were yet to come and began frantically
stockpiling and recruiting men.

Just after 7 PM, a strong horse entered Tiemu Mountain stronghold. The rider dismounted and went straight to Lei Tai's residence.

"What's going on in Yunling Prefecture…?" Lei Tai sat imposingly on a tiger-skin gold chair.

"Xia Baijin has recruited over a dozen more experts. Although the number is small, they are all renowned fighters in the martial world
… We can't be sure what his future plans are…" The rider, a middle-aged man with a yellowish complexion and a beard,
spoke with a clear, crisp voice.

"Any news about Kuang Ao?"

"Sixth Brother is dead! He perished together with the Sword Master Shangguan Lang... If it weren't for covering my and Xiang Mei's
retreat ...Sixth Brother wouldn't have..." A woman's voice was filled with sorrow.

This person was Han Yushuang in disguise, now in charge of intelligence gathering for Fenglei Fortress.

"Kuang Ao, well done! Killing Shangguan Lang is a worthy death, a remarkable achievement...Fenglei Fortress will not forget him
..." Lei Tai felt a strong excitement amidst his sorrow; he knew Shangguan Lang's importance in the enemy camp.

"Shangguan Lang's funeral has not been held yet..."

"What's the latest news about Shangguan Feng?"

"He and Gao Xuanhua haven't shown up! The subordinates of Guanhai Pavilion and Xia Baijin are all wearing the same
uniforms , making them difficult to identify. However, it's certain that Guanhai Pavilion's core forces haven't
appeared in Yunling Prefecture these past few days..."

"How did you confirm that..."

"Most of Guanhai Pavilion's core members are from Shandong; you can tell from their accents..."

"Return to Yunling Prefecture immediately and find out the whereabouts of Shangguan Feng and his subordinates..."

After Han Yushuang left, Lei Tai fell into deep thought. He knew that Shangguan Feng, having lost his son, would definitely seek revenge, just like
he had done. Now he was considering how Shangguan Feng would act. Lei Tai had arranged hundreds
of sentries around Tiemu Mountain, but hadn't detected any invading enemy.

Suddenly, Lei Tai understood Shangguan Feng's intentions; he must have gone to raid his stronghold. Lei Tai immediately thought of
returning to reinforce his troops, but then hesitated. If he led his men back, Xia Baijin would definitely attack from behind, and the consequences of
not being able to defend both ends would be unimaginable.

After much deliberation, Lei Tai decided to ask his master, Ghost Eye Demon, for help, hoping to reach
Fenglei Fortress before Shangguan Feng. Ghost Eye Demon had returned yesterday, and no one knew the outcome of this long duel.

Lei Tai's judgment was correct; Shangguan Feng's intention was to destroy his stronghold. His own Guanhai Pavilion had been burned down, and
Shangguan Feng wanted Lei Tai to taste the same fate.

Fenglei Fortress's elite troops had all been redeployed, leaving only the elderly and weak. Shangguan Feng and his men captured Fenglei Fortress in less than half an hour. Driven by his grief over the loss of his son, Shangguan Feng brutally murdered
every single survivor . 　　On the return journey, Shangguan Feng felt no satisfaction. He knew Fenglei Fortress had been razed to the ground, but Lei Tai hadn't suffered much loss in terms of power. Beside a large river, Shangguan Feng ordered a rest. After two bloody battles with Lei Tai, only thirty-odd men remained from Guanhai Pavilion. 　　Shangguan Feng and Gao Xuanhua were eating their dry rations and discussing their future plans when they suddenly heard a faint gust of wind, the sound growing increasingly mournful as it approached. 　　"Something's up..." 　　Gao Xuanhua and Shangguan Feng leaped to their feet, each drawing their longswords. Three large, straw-hat-shaped Dharma wheels were seen flying towards them, tracing strange arcs from their mouths , their speed increasing rapidly. Two of them emitted a dazzling golden light, while the other was a striking silver-white.

Shangguan Feng and Gao Xuanhua thrust their swords at the Dharma Wheel, but the rapidly spinning wheel seemed to have eyes,
suddenly changing its flight path and flying towards their subordinates behind them.

Before they could even scream, three heads the size of buckets were sliced off by the spinning wheel. The wheel didn't stop,
but instead flew back along its original path to the woods ahead.

Shangguan Feng quickly turned towards the woods and assumed a fighting stance, only to see two monks in robes emerge from the woods.

"Ghost-Eyed Demon!" Shangguan Feng and Gao Xuanhua exclaimed in shock.

Indeed, it was Ghost-Eyed Demon, the two golden wheels already back in his hands. Beside him was the Tiger-Taming Dragon
Monk, the silver Dharma Wheel wrapped around his left arm, looking more like a shield. The Tiger-Taming Dragon Monk
held .

"Shangguan Feng and Gao Xuanhua are yours to handle; the rest, go and perform the rituals for them..." Ghost-Eyed Demon squinted his emerald
green eyes, as if looking at a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

"I will obey my master's decree..." The Tiger-Taming Dragon Monk moved with lightning speed, arriving in the blink of an eye.

Shangguan Feng and Gao Xuanhua rushed forward, and just as their weapons were about to clash, the Tiger-Taming Dragon Monk suddenly
leaped like a dragon ascending to heaven. The Ghost-Eyed Demon Monk, though arriving late, had already intercepted Shangguan Feng and the others' swords with his two golden wheels

. The Tiger-Taming Dragon Monk somersaulted nine times in the air, landing among Shangguan Feng's subordinates. Amidst the
clash , death screams and wails rang out incessantly.

Although Shangguan Feng and Gao Xuanhua used all their skills, the Ghost-Eyed Demon Monk's attacks were like a whirlwind. The sharp serrations on the edges of
the golden wheels were like the claws of vengeful spirits from hell, firmly suppressing the swordplay of Shangguan Feng and Gao Xuanhua.

One by one, the subordinates beside them fell, and Shangguan Feng already had three wounds on his thigh and ribs.

Gao Xuanhua's situation was equally difficult; the Ghost-Eyed Demon Monk's moves were perfectly executed, seemingly flawed, yet
impossible to exploit. Moreover, the sunlight reflected from the golden wheels gradually blurred their vision.

Shangguan Feng knew that if the fight continued like this, they would soon die here and had to find a way to escape. So,
while fending off Ghost Eye Demon's attacks, Shangguan Feng moved towards the riverbank.

Shangguan Feng and Gao Xuanhua used all their strength to unleash their final moves, finally
slowing Ghost Eye Demon's offensive. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shangguan Feng jumped into the river, with Gao Xuanhua close behind. Ghost Eye Demon
simultaneously threw two golden wheels at Shangguan Feng and Gao Xuanhua, the rapidly spinning wheels chasing after them.

"I'm sorry! Brother..." Shangguan Feng suddenly turned around and struck Gao Xuanhua with a palm, using the force to
accelerate and fall into the river.

Gao Xuanhua never expected that his sworn brother, with whom he had shared life and death many times, would use him as a shield, and his body was sent flying
backward.

Having grown up by the sea, Shangguan Feng was naturally a good swimmer and disappeared into the swiftly flowing river. The Qi
cultivator Tianmu had told Shangguan Feng a secret: the Ghost-Eyed Demon had grown up in the arid northern desert and couldn't swim.

Three days later, several carriages were parked at the city gate of Yunling Prefecture, filled with the corpses of Guanhai Pavilion's subordinates. 　　Gao
Xuanhua's body was placed separately in one of the carriages.

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After his duel with the Ghost-Eyed Demon, the Tianmu Qi cultivator did not return to Xia Baijin's residence in Yunling Prefecture.
Instead, he went alone to a small mountain in the north.

After noon, Zhan Yun, disguised as a middle-aged fisherman, sailed away from the floating island where he was hiding in a small boat.
The streets of Yunling Prefecture were still bustling and prosperous, but Zhan Yun felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

In the corner of a street alley, a willow tree about the thickness of a bowl grew, and a man in gray was sitting on the ground, leaning against
the trunk, dozing. This man looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a sallow complexion, and his coarse gray clothes were very worn,
with at least a dozen patches of various sizes. Zhan Yun looked around and walked to the man in gray's side.

"You're like a beggar without a dog-beating stick, and you're like a drunkard without the smell of alcohol on you..." Zhan Yun
stopped.

"I'm just a lazy bum who doesn't know where my next meal is coming from. There are
hundreds ! I'm all alone, I don't have a family to worry about..." The gray-clad man spoke in a clear, melodious female voice.

This man was Han Yushuang, who was gathering information for Fenglei Fortress.

"Not bad! At least no one will recognize you as Master Zhan of Changlong Shipping in Yunling Prefecture..." Han Yushuang
stood up and approached Zhan Yun.

"In the hearts of the people of Yunling Prefecture, Master Zhan is already dead at Yunling Lake... Enough of that! Is what I asked for
ready?" Zhan Yun took a step back; after all, the two looked like middle-aged men, and getting too close felt
awkward .

"Everything is ready! It took my followers quite a bit of effort..." Han Yushuang slipped into a small alley.

Zhan Yun followed Han Yushuang through the alley, winding and turning until they arrived at a secluded courtyard.

"She's not from Fenglei Fortress; she's been with me for over ten years..." Han Yushuang pointed to the woman who opened the door.
The woman was in her forties, slightly plump, and of ordinary appearance.

Zhan Yun glanced at her but didn't pay much attention. He knew Han Yushuang had several loyal servants who always followed her.

The woman closed the door after leaving, and Han Yushuang led Zhan Yun into the east wing. After moving aside some miscellaneous items and
wooden planks, a small cellar entrance appeared on the floor. As soon as Zhan Yun entered the cellar, he smelled a pungent
stench. Han Yushuang lit torches on the walls, instantly illuminating the cellar.

The cellar was quite large, and ten corpses were neatly arranged on the floor. These corpses were naked,
stiff , and bluish-purple, emitting a nauseating stench. The corpses were all bald, with ordination scars on their heads,
indicating they were monks.

"I really don't understand what you need these corpses for? They're disgusting..." Han Yushuang covered her nose with her hand.

"This old monk must have been a master in life! Have you found out anything about him?" Zhan Yun examined the oldest
corpse . There were four swords embedded

in the body: one in the brow, one in the throat, one below the heart, and one in the dantian. These four swords were arranged in a straight
line. Furthermore, the old monk's right middle and index fingers had been severed at the root.

"This is Abbot Dukong of Xuanyuan Temple! One of the top masters in the righteous martial arts world back then…
He retired from the martial arts world thirty years ago to build Xuanyuan Temple, and in recent years
has ! Abbot Dukong's Vajra Finger Force was once renowned throughout the world for its invincibility,
one of the most profound martial arts techniques in Buddhism…" Han Yushuang knew many secrets of the martial arts world.

"It seems even the invincible Vajra Finger Force couldn't withstand the sharpness of the Rolling Cloud Sword…" Zhan Yun carefully examined Abbot
Dukong's mutilated hand.

"Do you think the Tianmu Qi cultivators have a grudge against Abbot Dukong…" The stench of the corpse in the cellar was
suffocating .

"I think this is more like a chance encounter! If there were a real grudge, the Tianmu Qi cultivator wouldn't have waited until now..."

Zhan Yun kept examining the wounds on the corpses.

"Look for yourself! I'm going to be suffocated by the stench if I don't leave soon..." Han Yushuang covered her nose and left the cellar.

"Give these corpses a proper burial..." Zhan Yun didn't leave the cellar until midnight.

"Did you figure anything out?" Han Yushuang stayed in the courtyard.

"There seems to be a flaw in the Three Swords of Rolling Clouds! But I can't be sure yet..." Zhan Yun said, leaping onto the roof like a
large .

Han Yushuang quickly used her lightness skill to follow.

In the northern part of Yunling Prefecture, there is an inconspicuous small mountain, and Xuanyuan Temple is located on the top of the mountain. After
the duel , the Tianmu Qi cultivator came to Xuanyuan Temple, killed Master Dukong and his disciples, more than ten people, and never
came out again.

After killing them, the Tianmu Qi cultivator threw the corpses into a ravine not far away, where they were discovered by Han Yushuang's attendants
. Only then did Zhan Yun learn of the Tianmu Qi cultivator's whereabouts. Zhan Yun instructed Han Yushuang to preserve the corpses, hoping
to deduce the sword techniques of the Tianmu Qi cultivators from their wounds.

"Yichen! I'll wait for you here..." Han Yushuang stopped at the foot of the mountain.

"No need..." Zhan Yun patted Han Yushuang's shoulder and shot towards the summit like a fleeting stream.

Han Yushuang didn't leave but sat down under a large tree.

Zhan Yun moved like a bullet, swift as lightning, reaching the summit in a few leaps. He touched the treetops seven or eight zhang high with his toes and
landed lightly at the entrance of Xuanyuan Temple like a feather.

"Junior Zhan Yun has taken the liberty of visiting late at night! Please, senior, lend me your head for a look..." Zhan Yun
bowed to the closed temple gate.

"I grant you death..."

A hoarse voice, like a ghost's wail, suddenly rang out as the closed temple gate burst open. A surge of true energy, like a tidal wave,
poured out from the gate, and Zhan Yun's Qian Gang Yin Sha Great True Power exploded out like an exploding ice ball.

Two streams of true energy collided violently in the invisible air, creating
a sharp and piercing sound of intense friction. The trees not far away suddenly shook violently, their leaves fluttering down.

Zhan Yun felt like a small boat adrift in a raging storm; the mountain beneath his feet seemed to
tremble slightly. He finally truly understood the terrifying power of the Xuanming Gang Qi.

A moment later, the suffocating true energy vanished, and the leaves fell again. Zhan Yun slowly walked into Xuanyuan Temple, his steps somewhat leisurely, like that of a tourist. 　　Entering the main hall, by the light of several torches, Zhan Yun saw that the Buddha statue had been destroyed, and the Tianmu Qi Cultivator

sat on the altar. At this moment, the Tianmu Qi Cultivator resembled a vengeful ghost, his snow-white hair and beard disheveled. The Scrolling Cloud Sword, which had slaughtered the world, was stuck in the offering table in front of the altar.

"Boy! Your martial arts have improved far beyond my expectations... a world of difference compared to last time
..." The Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator's eyes flashed with a beast-like light.

"Last time, Senior showed mercy, allowing me to escape unscathed..." Zhan Yun gently drew the Reincarnation Blade, its blue
blade radiating a cold light.

"I remember the Crimson Flame Sword of the Yin-Yang Divine Lord also fell into your hands, why didn't you show it too..." The Heavenly
Eye Qi Cultivator stroked his long, snow-white beard.

"Didn't Senior say I've made great progress?" Zhan Yun gently stroked the cold back of the Reincarnation Blade.

"With your talent, you'll surely dominate the world within ten years! Unfortunately, tonight is the night of your demise..." The Heavenly Eye
Qi Cultivator remained motionless, only slowly raising his right hand.

The Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator's movements were slow, stopping when his hand reached above his head. Zhan Yun saw the Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator's
claw-like fingers gently kneading, as if rubbing invisible air in his palm. Simultaneously,
the Cloud-Rolling Sword, stuck in the offering table, swayed slightly in response to the movement of the Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator's fingers.

Zhan Yun felt the surrounding air rapidly becoming oppressive and icy. The hall suddenly became eerily quiet,
with only the flickering of the flames audible.

Zhan Yun knew this deathly silence was the prelude to the Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator's thunderous attack. In this extreme
oppression , Zhan Yun's heart was filled with confidence and pride. On this moonlit night, he would
fight to the death with the Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator, one of the Four Fiends.

"Tonight, I'll show mercy! I'll leave you a complete corpse..."

Before the Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator could finish speaking, the sword on the offering table flew into his hand. The Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator had already surpassed
the limits of speed, appearing before Zhan Yun in a flash. The Cloud-Rolling Sword, infused with Xuanming Gang Qi,
still shone brightly in the dim firelight. Countless sword shadows, like a thousand wild geese streaking across a sky, accompanied by a sharp whistling
sound, enveloped Zhan Yun.

"Heavenly Gang Slash!"

Countless blade shadows spun rapidly around Zhan Yun, like a giant sphere of light constructed from lightning, with Zhan Yun
standing at its center. The clash of blades echoed like rolling thunder, the great hall
shaking and trembling under the rapid impact, as if it might collapse at any moment. The torches struggled desperately between the two gales, on the verge of
being extinguished .

With the final, desolate clang of metal striking metal, the two figures abruptly separated by three zhang.

The nearly extinguished torches were rekindled, brightening the great hall considerably. A deep crater appeared in the ground,
the offering table and altar shattered.

The Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator's hair and beard flew wildly, his black robe soaked with sweat, his wide-open eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

Zhan Yun, sweating profusely, gasped for breath, his hand gripping the sword trembling slightly, a dull pain throbbing in his chest and armpits.

Zhan Yun knew that in that brief moment, he had just withstood
327 sword strikes from the Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator, though his chest and armpits had been grazed twice by the blade of the Rolling Cloud Sword.

Feeling sticky all over, Zhan Yun knew it was his sweat and blood. But now, Zhan Yun's confidence was even
stronger; he knew that in the current martial arts world, very few could withstand that attack.

"Next move, I will take your life..." The Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator's lips twitched, making him look even more ferocious.

"Wind Rise and Clouds Surge!"

"Heavenly Blade Slash!"

Two blurry figures collided like two meteors, and two powerful bursts of true energy exploded like fireballs. The main hall
was dismembered and shattered in the violent explosion, with broken bricks and tiles flying in all directions, and dust billowing into the sky.

As the dust settled, the main hall became a ruin. Zhan Yun lay on the ground, convulsing, while the Heavenly Eye
Qi Cultivator sat not far away, leaning against a half-broken altar.

"Ah..." Zhan Yun sat up wearily.

"...Besides the madman Ban...who is your other master...?" The Tianmu Qi cultivator's lips twitched.

"No comment..." Zhan Yun spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How did you find the flaw in my swordsmanship...?" The Tianmu Qi cultivator removed his hand from his lower abdomen.

A short sword was embedded in the Tianmu Qi cultivator's abdomen, the blade completely buried in his body, only
the hilt protruding. In the moonlight, the hilt faintly emitted a pale red glow; this was the Crimson Flame Sword that Zhan Yun had
never used before.

"You killed Abbot Dukong and his disciples, more than ten people. I was fortunate enough to find their corpses...it was through their
wounds that I found the flaw in your swordsmanship...and I also sensed something amiss with Shangguan Lang..." Zhan Yun stood up with
difficulty .

The instant Zhan Yun wielded the Crimson Flame Sword against the Tianmu Qi cultivator's body, Zhan Yun was also struck three times by him. The
palm strikes, like those of a thousand-pound hammer, shattered Zhan Yun's protective true qi, causing him considerable internal injuries.

"...I've spent over thirty years trying to fix the flaws in my swordsmanship...but no matter how hard I try,
the gap between those two sword moves remains...For all these years, I've been trying
to compensate by increasing the speed of my sword strikes..." The Tianmu Qi Cultivator's body began to convulse.

"I'm a little surprised...why did your sword strike slow down a bit at the end...otherwise, even if your swordsmanship had a flaw,
I might not have been able to seize it..." Zhan Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"...I was struck by Ghost Eye Demon...my internal energy hasn't recovered yet..."

"You lost to Ghost Eye Demon!" Zhan Yun was somewhat surprised.

"Damn it! How could I lose to him...we struck at the same time...and hit each other at the same time..." The Tianmu Qi
Cultivator spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Ghost Eye Demon was also injured..." Zhan Yun was somewhat delighted.

"...The moment I struck his chest...I felt something was wrong...Ghost Eye Demon must be wearing protective armor
...able to withstand my palm strike...that armor is definitely not ordinary..." The Tianmu Qi Cultivator kicked his legs, ending
his life filled with bloodshed.

Han Yushuang waited anxiously at the foot of the mountain. The loud crash of the main hall collapsing not long ago had filled her with
extreme unease. Finally, Han Yushuang decided to go up and investigate. Just then, a stumbling figure came down the mountain.

"Yichen…" Han Yushuang rushed forward and threw herself into Zhan Yun's arms.

"…Have your men go up and handle it…Give the Tianmu Qi cultivator a proper burial…No matter what, he was
a master of his time, a hero of the martial world…" Zhan Yun collapsed to the ground.

"What's wrong…" Han Yushuang helped Zhan Yun up.

"…Take me away quickly…" Zhan Yun's voice grew weaker and weaker.

After carrying Zhan Yun on her back for a few moments, Han Yushuang disappeared into the vast darkness.

* * *

Zhan Yun got up, stretched, picked up a bronze mirror, and looked at himself. His face was still very pale. He lay back
down on the soft bed. The sword wounds and bruises on his body had healed, but the energy in his meridians was still somewhat sluggish. Zhan Yun felt
very fortunate. If he hadn't first pierced the dantian of the Heavenly Eye Qi Practitioner with the Crimson Flame Sword, breaking his Xuanming Gang
Qi , the three backlash blows from the Heavenly Eye Qi Practitioner would have taken his life. However, Zhan Yun still
suffered considerable internal injuries.

After testing his internal energy, Zhan Yun discovered that his damaged meridians were recovering, and at the current pace, he would be fully recovered in another
half month . The sound of sharpening blades echoed in the thatched hut. Zhan Yun turned to see Xia Xue sharpening his
sword.

During his duel with the Tianmu Qi cultivator, Zhan Yun's Reincarnation Blade and Rolling Cloud Sword had clashed countless times. Despite both
being extremely careful, the blades still bore over a dozen tiny nicks and chips. Martial arts practitioners cherish their
weapons, usually only using the back of the blade or the spine of the sword to strike their opponent's weapon. This is because once the blade is damaged, it's very difficult to
sharpen .

During Zhan Yun's recovery, the pretty girl Xia Xue's main task was to sharpen his damaged weapon.

Looking at Xia Xue's back, Zhan Yun suddenly felt that this pretty girl had gained a touch of mature womanly charm. Through her pink
pleated skirt, he could still see her increasingly rounded, pert buttocks. Recalling how those two plump buttocks had swayed so alluringly
against , Zhan Yun felt a surge of heat slowly rising in his lower abdomen.

"Young Master, you're up..." Xia Xue felt a pair of strong arms embrace her, and she leaned against Zhan
Yun.

"You've had a hard time these past few days..."

Zhan Yun stroked Xia Xue's fair nape, then reached for the Reincarnation Blade on the wooden table. The damaged blade had been
sharpened to a new shine, its azure body radiating a cold light. Zhan Yun particularly admired the Reincarnation Blade's somewhat aloof
sharpness.

"The blade is fine, but even if the Crimson Flame Sword is sharpened, it'll just become a dagger..." Xia Xue picked up
the Crimson Flame Sword, which she was currently sharpening, with some regret.

During her duel with the Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator, although Zhan Yun had plunged the Crimson Flame Sword into his dantian, the Heavenly Eye
Qi Cultivator had still managed to deflect it with his own sword, the unyielding qi shattering the tip of the Crimson Flame Sword. Zhan Yun, with
a do-or-die determination, plunged the broken Crimson Flame Sword into the body of the Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator.

The original twelve-foot-long sword was now less than eight inches long.

"Shorter is better! More convenient to carry in my sleeve… Where did Sister Lin, Qu Wei, Old Man Tu, and Granny Shark go?"

Zhan Yun smiled slightly and looked outside.

"It was all your orders! They went to the Great Swamp early this morning to capture the Pig Dragon…" Xia Xue pressed the Crimson Flame Sword back
onto the whetstone to sharpen it.

"They really worked hard…" Zhan Yun said, slipping his hand inside Xia Xue's spring robe.

"Young Master is so naughty! You're getting more and more improper…" Xia Xue pouted, but her sword-sharpening
continued .

"I wonder if they'll have any success today…" This time, Zhan Yun slipped his hand inside Xia Xue's bodice,
looking the vast Yunling Lake outside the window.

"Ah! Young Master... why did you insist they capture... a boar dragon over three zhang long... yesterday's boar dragon,
two zhang eight chi long... was the biggest I've ever seen..." Xia Xue felt the young master's fingers
gently pinching and rubbing her nipples, a tingling sensation making her breath quicken.

"Only boar dragons over a hundred years old can exceed three zhang in length, that's the limit of a boar dragon's lifespan... and
only a boar dragon this big would be useful to me..." Zhan Yun pressed his hips tightly against Xia Xue's buttocks, his erect
penis pressed right between her soft buttocks.

"Young Master! Don't do this... if you keep doing this... I really can't take it..." Xia Xue turned back and looked at Zhan Yun resentfully.

"Sigh! Then I'll let you off the hook..." Zhan Yun had no choice but to kiss Xia Xue's small mouth and return to the bed.

Xia Xue and Zhan Yun were practically an old married couple, but Xia Xue's body was still delicate and had limited endurance.
In order to used a special technique to heal them. This further fueled Zhan Yun's lust, and Xia Xue was already exhausted from their intercourse
that morning.

Back in bed, Zhan Yun's desire remained unabated, so he picked up a scroll and began to read. The scroll
looked quite old, with dried bloodstains on it.

"Sister Lin is back!"

Xia Xue suddenly called out after some time.

"Young Master! How is Young Master's recovery today…?" The tall and beautiful Qiu Lin strode into the hut.

"Young Master is much better today! He's almost changing every day…" Xia Xue hurriedly brought Qiu Lin a chair.

"Sister Lin! Did you have any success today…?"

Zhan Yun put down the scroll and sat up. Qiu Lin quickly placed a neatly folded blanket behind Zhan Yun.

"We've got a lead! This morning, we found a giant serpent dragon deep in the swamp... Even my grandmother, who's lived on
the water her whole life, has never seen a serpent dragon this big, at least 31 or 32 feet... That beast
is very cunning; as soon as it saw us approaching, it darted into the lake. Don't worry, young master, it won't escape. Qu Wei and
my grandmother are with it... I'll cook some food and take it over..." Qiu Lin said excitedly.

"You must be careful! This serpent dragon, over a hundred years old, is incredibly agile and strong, and its hide
is extremely tough..." Zhan Yun's face showed a hint of worry; he couldn't help much now.

"Young master, don't worry! No matter how big it is, it's still a serpent dragon; we all know its habits..."

"Sister Lin! You rest for a while, I'll go cook for you..."

Xia Xue put down the Crimson Flame Sword, took off the gloves made of serpent skin, and quickly went out. The Crimson Flame Sword was
made from the fangs of a thousand-year-old viper and contained deadly poison; such gloves had to be worn when sharpening it.

"What is the young master looking at..." Qiu Lin noticed the scroll beside Zhan Yun's bed.

"I got this from the Qi cultivator at Tianmu; it even has his blood on it..." Zhan Yun handed the scroll to Qiu Lin.

"Could it be his martial arts manual..." Qiu Lin didn't take it.

"You'll see when you take a look..." Zhan Yun smiled slightly.

"I can't understand it! But I'm sure it's not a martial arts manual..." Qiu Lin opened the scroll and looked at it.

"This isn't a martial arts manual, but it's more useful to me than any manual..."

"Then what is this..." Qiu Lin returned the scroll to Zhan Yun.

"This is the training diary of the Tianmu Qi Cultivator! It's full of his failures... It's
useless , but it's invaluable to me! Lessons learned from failures are more precious than successful experiences. This
provides guidance for my future cultivation, allowing me to avoid many detours. For a martial artist, the habit of keeping a training diary
is extremely No wonder he was famous throughout the world for decades..." Zhan Yun truly
admired the Tianmu Qi Cultivator's martial arts.

"What inspiration does it give you..." Qiu Lin rested her chin on her hand, looking at Zhan Yun. She liked the way Zhan Yun spoke.

"Any profound skill is the result of countless predecessors' lifelong painstaking exploration! The reason I
was able to fuse the Nine Nether Yin Fiend Great Potential with the Qian Gang Six Yang Great True Power into one can only be described as a miracle created in dire circumstances.
Moreover, my two masters must have explored this aspect before their deaths and made adjustments to the two skills..."

"Did they succeed back then?"

"It seems not! But they laid the foundation for my success..."

"Young Master! I really feel sorry for you..."

"What's there to feel sorry about?"

"You defeated the Tianmu Qi Practitioner! But no one in the martial arts world knows about it, otherwise you would have been famous long ago..."

"There's nothing to feel sorry about! I don't want too many people to know my name... Too many people in the martial arts world
are burdened by fame, and most of them live very tiring and bitter lives. Besides, the reason I won against the Tianmu Qi Practitioner had a lot of
luck I'm a little thirsty..."

"What luck involved? You fought one-on-one..."

Qiu Lin poured tea for Zhan Yun and then pulled the chair closer.

"First, the Tianmu Qi cultivator is injured, so he can't use his full power, and his sword speed is also affected
. Second, through studying the corpses of Du Kong and his disciples and fighting Shangguan Lang, I have discovered
the flaws in his swordsmanship. There is another point that is also crucial..." Zhan Yun took a sip and put down his teacup.

"What point..."

"On my way to Xuanyuan Temple, I changed my strategy during the fight! Originally, I wanted to use the Samsara Blade and the Crimson Flame Sword
at the same time, after all, I had successful experience when fighting the Yinyun Divine Lord... But through studying
the wounds suddenly realized that there would be a great risk..."

"What risk?" Qiu Lin got up and sat on the edge of the bed with great curiosity.

"The Tianmu Qi cultivator has been immersed in the Three Swords of Rolling Clouds for decades, yet he still cannot mend the flaws in his swordsmanship. My rash
fusion of my two masters' techniques would only create even greater weaknesses! So I decided to use the Reincarnation Blade to counter the Rolling Clouds Sword, and then use the Crimson Flame Sword to ambush his weakness at
the crucial moment! And I won… but it was a very dangerous victory…"

"Thank God…"

"This can be said to be the most important duel of my life! It pointed the way for my future cultivation… My second
master 's Great Reincarnation Hand is both offensive and defensive, the culmination of countless bloody battles. It doesn't need much adjustment;
deliberately converting it into a sword move would be inappropriate… My first master's swordsmanship is incredibly fierce and earth-shattering, but he is
compassionate ! He retains some room for maneuver in many killing moves, which is inherently lacking. If he encounters
a top master, it will become an opportunity for backlash… I plan to create a unique martial art to fill this gap…"

"What martial art?" Qiu Lin asked, increasingly curious.

"It's just a few scattered moves... I only have some ideas now, and I'll have to explore them slowly in the future..."

Through his life-or-death struggle with the Tianmu Qi cultivator, Zhan Yun is creating his own unique style.

After

more than two hours of fierce fighting, the giant pig-dragon was finally captured. Qiu Lin, Qu Weixia, Xue Tu,
Bai Chuan, and the Shark Granny who had rushed back to help were all exhausted. Dragging the pig-dragon, tightly bound by the iron net,
onto the nearest floating island, they felt as if their bodies were about to fall apart.

"More tiring than fighting a thousand rounds against an evenly matched opponent..." Tu Baichuan collapsed onto the floating islet.

"I've never seen such a huge pig dragon in my entire life..." Granny Shark was also panting heavily.

"No wonder this thing is called a pig dragon! Not only is it huge, but it's also so powerful... If I had been hit by its tail just now
, I would have been crushed to pieces..." Xia Xue, still shaken, patted her chest.

Qu Wei and Qiu Lin, who had prepared the ox sinew rope beforehand, quickly bound the pig dragon's long snout and limbs. The pig
dragon was agile and incredibly strong in the water, but its movements became much slower once it was on land. The pig dragon's
blood-red mouth had an astonishing bite force, capable of crushing even rocks the size of a bucket. However,
when this mouth opened outwards, it didn't have much power, and now that its long snout and limbs were bound, even the most skilled person couldn't
escape .

"Hurry up and go tell the young master the good news..." Granny Shark recovered her strength.

"Young Master went to find a quiet place to practice and heal his injuries! I have no idea where he went..." Xia Xue, still
childlike, looked around at the captured pig dragon as soon as her strength returned, occasionally poking it with a stick.

"Master! You and Granny take the pig dragon back first... I roughly know the location where Young Master is healing,
so I'll go for it..." Qiu Lin boarded a small boat

. Ahead was Yunfeng Island, and Qiu Lin quickened her rowing speed. During this period, Zhan Yun would
leave the floating island where he was hiding every two or three days, and only Qiu Lin knew that he would come here. Zhan Yun had instructed Qiu Lin
not to disturb him unless it was an emergency. If it weren't for capturing the pig dragon, which was more than three zhang long, today, Qiu Lin wouldn't have come here.

Since Xia Baijin and the others finished their treasure hunt, Yunfeng Island seemed to have been forgotten by the world, standing alone
in the vast blue waves. On the dock, Qiu Lin spotted Zhan Yun's small boat and quickly
headed towards a few wooden houses not far away. What puzzled Qiu Lin was that there was another small boat on the dock.

Qiu Lin had lived here for a long time, and when the wooden house came into view, she suddenly felt a sense of familiarity
mixed with an indescribable strangeness.

She hurried towards the house, but stopped abruptly just before opening the door.
A the panting of someone engaged in vigorous exercise, interspersed with the soft moans of a woman.

Qiu Lin bent down and peeked through the crack in the door, instantly blushing furiously.

She saw a naked woman kneeling on the wooden bed like a puppy, while Zhan Yun, equally naked, knelt behind her,
frantically fucking her ass.

"What's been happening in the city these past few days..." Zhan Yun patted the snow-white, delicate buttocks in his hand, and immediately felt
the slit of her vagina, which was enveloping his penis, tighten suddenly.

"...Ever since I planted the Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator's Cloud-Rolling Sword...on the city wall of Yunling Prefecture...the city has been in an uproar
..." Under the rapid thrusting, Han Yushuang spoke intermittently.

"Was the sword taken away?" Zhan Yun stopped thrusting and buried his swollen penis deep into Han Yushuang's vagina.

"Xia Baijin and Shangguan Feng went to the city wall several times...they didn't dare to take the sword away..." Han Yushuang twisted her
round buttocks, pressing her vaginal opening against the head of Zhan Yun's penis and rubbing it gently. She really liked this feeling.

"Ah! The Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator truly deserves to be called a fierce demon. Even people like Xia Baijin and Shangguan Feng don't dare to touch his
longsword...I overestimated Xia Baijin and Shangguan Feng..." Zhan Yun thrust hard.

"Ah! Be gentle... Because more than ten years ago, the Tianmu Qi cultivator once stuck the Rolling Cloud Sword into
the gate of Baijiabao, the overlord of Qiannan. Anyone who touched the sword was killed by him with a date pit from dozens of feet away... It wasn't until a month later that the Tianmu Qi
cultivator took the sword and laughed as he left... That's why Xia Baijin and the others didn't dare to move this time. The Tianmu Qi cultivator has always been eccentric and
ruthless... They're all afraid that what happened at Baijiabao will repeat itself..."

"The tiger's power is still there even after its death... They don't know that the Tianmu Qi cultivator is already dead..." Zhan Yun patted
Han Yushuang , the soft and firm flesh rippling with flesh.

"They won't think that way! In their eyes, no one can kill the Tianmu Qi cultivator..." Han Yushuang
said, patting Zhan Yun's thigh.

Zhan Yun understood what Han Yushuang meant, pulled out his penis and lay down on the bed. Han Yushuang got up and straddled Zhan Yun,
holding his thick penis with one hand and spreading her vulva open with the other.

Because Zhan Yun was lying on his back, his monstrous, erect penis was clearly visible to Qiu Lin, even
the sheen of his semen was so clear. Qiu Lin wanted to look away, but her legs seemed rooted to the spot and she couldn't move.
Qiu Lin stared wide-eyed as Han Yushuang's hairy, plump cunt
swallowed . Qiu Lin's breathing became short and her body slowly heated up; she seemed to hear the rubbing of her pubic hair against his penis.

"Now that the Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator is dead! When are you going to deal with Xia Baijin and the others..." Han Yushuang
wiggled her hips, placing Zhan Yun's hand on her swaying breasts.

"Without the Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator's protection, taking Xia Baijin's life is a piece of cake! But I'd rather
watch Xia Baijin and the others fight with Lei Tai like dogs, until they're covered in blood, then I'll come out and *****..."
Zhan Yun gently rubbed Han Yushuang's breasts, his fingers teasing her swollen, red nipples like playing a piano.

"Don't you want to kill that slut Xia Fangrong sooner..." Han Yushuang swayed her voluptuous body, manipulating
the engorged penis inside her wet cunt.

"Sometimes, enduring hatred is a form of cultivation... How's Lei Tai doing..." Zhan Yun pinched
Han Yushuang's nipple hard.

"I've already reported to Lei Tai about the Cloud-Swept Sword being stuck in the city wall! He's sent Mad Tiger Cloud Leopard
to help me gather information, and he should arrive this afternoon... Yi Chen! Thrust into me a few times..."
The pain from her nipple brought Han Yushuang to a small climax.

Qiu Lin saw Zhan Yun suddenly flip over and pin Han Yushuang beneath him, the rapid and fierce sounds
of coming like the first beat of a gong. Watching Zhan Yun's rapidly rising and falling, strong back, Qiu Lin's legs quickly went weak,
and she finally collapsed to the ground, her eyes still pressed against the crack in the door.

A quarter of an hour later, the movement inside the wooden house ceased, Zhan Yun pressing firmly on Han Yushuang's sweaty, jade-like legs.

"It's getting late! Let's begin..." Zhan Yun kissed Han Yushuang's forehead.

"Gather more this time..."

"No need! Gathering too much isn't good for you..."

"Don't worry! Just gather more... I can make up for it on Mad Tiger and Cloud Leopard tonight..." Han Yushuang
kissed Zhan Yun's big mouth, her long, beautiful legs wrapping around his waist.

Qiu Lin saw that Zhan Yun's body didn't move, but the muscles in his waist were constantly heaving. At the same time, Han Yushuang
let out a soft moan, her skin, which was originally flushed from the orgasm, was rapidly turning white, while Zhan Yun's body
was glowing red.

After a while, Zhan Yun thrust his penis out of Han Yushuang's wet vagina and sat on the wooden bed in a five-peak-facing position. Han Yushuang
rested for a while before getting up, feeling a little tired. She first wiped her sticky wet vagina with a silk cloth, and then
slowly put on her clothes.

Han Yushuang walked out of the wooden house and stretched her slightly sore waist at the door. Seeing Han Yushuang
about to emerge, Qiu Lin quickly hid behind a large tree beside the wooden house. Only after Han Yushuang had sailed away in her small boat did Qiu Lin emerge from behind
the tree .

Zhan Yun, lying on the wooden bed, had entered the Xuanming Realm; a faint pinkish aura flowed along his meridians
beneath . Qiu Lin slowly approached Zhan Yun, a delicate blush spreading

across her pretty face. Zhan Yun was still completely naked, his strong body covered in sweat. The male sweat, mixed with the scent lingering from their
earlier , created a peculiar aroma in the air. Qiu Lin took a deep breath and
found she didn't dislike the smell.

After a quick glance, Qiu Lin looked away, but a moment later turned back. Zhan Yun's
penis was still erect and throbbing slightly with his breathing.

Qiu Lin had seen this thick, long penis before, but now it seemed even larger
and . The jet-black pubic hair was soaked with Han Yushuang's vaginal fluid, curling up in clumps, some already
dried and like paste.

Suddenly, Qiu Lin felt Zhan Yun's penis twitch a few times. Qiu Lin looked closely and was shocked.
Zhan Yun's penis was noticeably thicker and more than an inch longer, the swollen head almost the size of a goose egg. Like
a giant python about to pounce on her, Qiu Lin fled the wooden house as if her life depended on it.

After some time, Zhan Yun, dressed neatly, opened the door.

"Sister Lin! What are you doing here... What happened..." Zhan Yun saw Qiu Lin.

"...We caught a giant serpent today, at least three zhang long..." Qiu Lin felt her face burning.
"Let's go back and check..."

Zhan Yun and Qiu Lin hurriedly left Yunfeng Island.

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When Zhan Yun and Qiu Lin returned to their hiding place on Fuzhou, Qu Wei and Tu Baichuan were already prepared. Granny Shark
was heating a large iron pot, while Xia Xue was adding various powdered medicinal herbs.

Zhan Yun looked at the giant, prehistoric-looking pig-dragon and was very satisfied. This pig-dragon was about
35-36 , its enormous body writhing within the iron net, its protruding fangs still terrifying.

Qu Wei and Tu Baichuan brought over a long tree trunk, hollowed out like a trough. After
an hour, the liquid in the iron pot had thickened considerably, its black surface glistening with an oily sheen.

Once the viscous liquid cooled, Qu Wei, at Zhan Yun's signal, began to butcher the pig-dragon. Qu Wei was
very , wielding a sharp dagger with practiced ease. He quickly
extracted a long tendon from the dragon's spine, from head to tail. Zhan Yun took out a small porcelain bottle and
carefully .

Meanwhile, Granny Shark had already removed the pig dragon's gallbladder and poured the bile into an iron lid.
After repeated stirring, the black liquid became even more viscous.

Tu Baichuan and Qu Wei poured the liquid into the hollowed-out tree trunk. When the liquid reached halfway up the groove, Zhan Yun
inserted straightened it, and continued pouring liquid until the tendon was completely submerged. Qu Wei used the peeled pig dragon skin
to seal the tree trunk tightly, and finally, Qu Wei and Qiu Lin sank the trunk to the bottom of the lake and buried it with silt.

A little viscous liquid remained in the iron pot, which Zhan Yun poured into a pre-prepared wooden box. Then, Zhan Yun took out the Crimson
Flame Sword, coated it with the liquid from the porcelain bottle, placed it in the wooden box, and submerged it in the viscous liquid. After sealing it, he also buried it in
the silt .

"Young Master! What are you doing?" Xia Xue was very puzzled as to why Zhan Yun was doing this.

"I'm forging a weapon that's entirely my own..." Zhan Yun gazed at the calm lake.

"What kind of weapon is it? It's so complicated..." Xia Xue was even more curious.

"This method was taught to me by my master! I'm not sure if it'll work..." Zhan Yun thought of
his mysterious master.

"Is it powerful?"

"You ask so many questions! You'll find out soon enough..." Zhan Yun smiled and pinched Xia Xue's delicate
nose.

Three days later, Qu Wei went into the water and retrieved the tree trunk. Zhan Yun channeled his energy and struck it, and the tree trunk, wrapped in the pig-dragon skin, instantly
shattered into pieces, revealing a black cylinder about the thickness of an arm. This was due to the solidified sap. Zhan Yun
struck it again.

Several fine cracks appeared on the black cylinder, slowly spreading towards both sides. After
a crisp sound, the cylinder shattered into countless fragments like broken crystal. Only a thin,
long, strip-shaped object remained, resembling a black steel bar that still gleamed with a metallic sheen. This object, which looked like a steel bar, was a soft dragon tendon
just three days ago .

Zhan Yun had Granny Shark stick a torch in the ground, and then had Qu Wei and Qiu Lin hold the hard dragon tendon and
heat it . After a while, the hard dragon tendon slowly softened. Zhan Yun then rolled the softened tendon into a ball and vigorously rubbed it
until it became as soft as cotton thread.

Xia Xue, who was nearby, had already boiled a pot of milky white liquid, which Zhan Yun soaked in.

The next day, Zhan Yun and the others began their busy work again. Just like last time, they found a long tree trunk,
hollowed it out , filled it with black mucus, sealed it with the dragon tendon, and then sank it to the bottom of the lake. Qu Wei and the others discovered that
the dragon tendon, which was originally over two zhang long, had shrunk by almost half.

"According to Master, this process needs to be repeated three times..." Zhan Yun muttered to himself.

Last night, Tu Baichuan hunted ten wild ducks, and after finishing, everyone enjoyed a delicious meal.

"Old Tu! Go to the prefectural city this afternoon to purchase some daily necessities... Brother Qu and Sister Lin, go catch some more
pig dragons for a few days; we'll need their skin and bile in a couple of days..." Zhan Yun began to instruct.

"Young Master! I want to go into the city with Elder Tu..." Xia Xue said eagerly.

"Alright! But many of Xia Baijin's men know you, so you'll have to disguise yourself before entering the city..."

Zhan Yun knew that Xia Xue hadn't left since arriving in this floating continent. Xia Xue still had a childlike
spirit and wanted to get some fresh air after being cooped up for so long.

"Elder Tu! Hurry up and put on my makeup..." Xia Xue happily went out with Tu Baichuan.

"Young Master! What are your plans for today?" Granny Shark asked Zhan Yun.

"I'll find a secluded place this afternoon to practice my internal energy and heal my injuries..." Zhan Yun replied casually.

Qiu Lin frowned slightly upon hearing this, feeling a sense of unease rising within her.

"Young Master! How is your internal injury healing?" Granny Shark asked with concern.

"Don't worry, Granny! I'll be fully recovered in a few days..." Zhan Yun smiled.

Originally, everyone wanted Granny Shark to stay behind, but she wanted to stretch her muscles and bones, so she went with her son and daughter-in-law
to catch the Pig Dragon. All three of them were top-notch underwater fighters. After entering the depths of the swamp, they easily
caught two giant drakes.

After binding the drakes with iron netting and ropes, Granny Shark began her return journey.

"Linlin! Is the healing place far?" Granny Shark knew Qiu Lin knew the exact location of Zhan Yun's healing.

"Not far..." Qiu Lin glanced at Yunfeng Island, indicating they were almost there. "

Let's go take a look! It's still early..." Granny Shark suggested.

"No need!" Qiu Lin immediately objected, recalling the scene of Zhan Yun's healing.

"Why?" Granny Shark asked, puzzled.

"The young master must be completely focused when he's healing; he can't be disturbed by external forces..." Qiu Lin could only
explain it this way.

"That's true! Internal energy cultivation shouldn't be disturbed... but even if we don't disturb him,
the get in! How about this... you go protect the young master, and we'll go back first..." Granny Shark had
an idea.

"I think that's a good idea! Where is the young master... I'll take you there..." The taciturn Qu Wei also spoke up.

"...Alright then...It's not far, I can swim there myself! Young Master has a boat, we can go back
together ..." Qiu Lin jumped into the water.

Watching her mother-in-law and husband sail away, Qiu Lin frowned and swam towards Yunfeng Island. Just like her
nickname , she was as agile and nimble as a water snake in the water. When she got close to the shore, Qiu Lin saw
two small boats moored on the dock. Without asking, she knew Zhan Yun and Han Yushuang must be in the wooden house.

Qiu Lin knew exactly what they were doing, so she quietly hid under the dock walkway.

Time seemed to pass incredibly slowly, and Qiu Lin grew increasingly anxious. She forced herself not to think about
what happened inside the cabin, but the scene from that day kept replaying in her mind. Finally, after nearly half an hour
, footsteps approached. Qiu Lin knew it was Han Yushuang, and she hid among the water plants under the walkway.

"I'm exhausted! I didn't expect Yichen's penis to get so big...it almost killed me...but I
like this feeling..." Han Yushuang muttered wearily as she boarded the small boat, her vagina
still throbbing from the intense fucking.

Qiu Lin waited until Han Yushuang was out of sight before emerging from the water plants.

Once on the dock, Qiu Lin didn't plan to go to the cabin; she intended to wait for Zhan Yun to finish his cultivation before leaving together. Thinking of
Han Yushuang's extremely satisfied expression earlier, Qiu Lin felt a surge of anger.

"Sister Lin! Come in..."

A voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz reached Qiu Lin's ears. Qiu Lin knew that this was the young master using his telepathic communication skills
to summon her.

When Qiu Lin entered the wooden house, Zhan Yun wasn't using his internal energy to heal his injuries, but was sitting on the edge of the bed, fully dressed.

The air was still filled with the lewd smell of sex, which made Qiu Lin's breathing become uncontrollably
short. Qiu Lin realized that even though Zhan Yun was watching her with ease, she still felt a lot of
pressure .

"Sister Lin, please forgive my rudeness..." Zhan Yun looked somewhat embarrassed.

"Last time I..." Qiu Lin didn't know what to say.

"Last time, I sensed it as soon as you arrived at the dock, but in order not to affect Yu Shuang, I..." Zhan Yun didn't want to be too
direct.

"Young master! How can you do such a thing when you're injured..." Qiu Lin was very worried about Zhan Yun's health.
"Yu Shuang and I are using a profound Taoist dual cultivation technique to heal our injuries. The main method is the union of male and female, where yin and yang
complement each other. Although it looks beautiful and enchanting..."

"Young Master, please stop! I understand... You and Han Yu Shuang still need... a few more times to fully recover..."

"One or two more times will be enough! But even if my internal injuries heal, this kind of dual cultivation will still promote my cultivation
..." Zhan Yun's gaze lingered on Qiu Lin's rosy cheeks.

At this moment, the setting sun painted the lake and sky a magnificent golden hue, and a flock of
wild ducks .

* * * *

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * """""""" " " On one side of the floating island, Zhan Yun
extracted

the dragon tendon, which had been repeatedly refined
three . The dragon, which had initially been nearly three zhang long, had shrunk to less than six chi

, as thick as a baby's finger, and its color had turned an unusually dark black, radiating a metallic luster. ""Young Master!What's the use of all that effort we expended in refining this dragon tendon…?" Qu Wei picked up the tendon and examined it closely. ""Master once said that dragon tendons refined in this way excelled at being incredibly tough. Try cutting it with a broadsword
…" Zhan Yun also wanted to know the result.

Qu Wei quickly returned to the thatched hut, retrieved a four-foot-long horse-slaying sword, placed the dragon tendon on a wooden board, and forcefully
chopped it down. With a deafening crash, the thick wooden plank was cleaved in two, but the dragon tendon remained completely unharmed,
without even the slightest scratch.

"Truly amazing..." Granny Shark nodded in admiration.

"This dragon tendon has another ingenious use..." Zhan Yun wrapped the tendon around his wrist; it was even more flexible than hemp rope.

"What ingenious use?"

"Brother Qu, go retrieve the Crimson Flame Sword, and Elder Tu, bring me the wrist guard I made..."

Soon, Qu Wei retrieved the wooden box containing the Crimson Flame Sword from the bottom of the lake. Zhan Yun channeled his inner energy and struck the box, shattering it instantly, and the Crimson
Flame Sword landed in Zhan Yun's palm. However, the Crimson Flame Sword was somewhat misnamed at this moment. After
being soaked in medicine for a long time, the Crimson Flame Sword was completely black, like black steel.

Zhan Yun threaded one end of the dragon tendon through the hole at the end of the Crimson Flame Sword hilt and tied a tight knot, which was originally used to attach
the sword tassel . Zhan Yun then put on the wrist guard on his left arm; this wrist guard was one that Zhan Yun had carefully designed himself. Tu Baichuan
, carrying the blueprints drawn by Zhan Yun, hired the most renowned craftsmen in Yunling Prefecture, who spent half a month completing the project. To be precise
, this boar-dragon skin bracer consisted of two bracers, each about an inch long, connected by a steel plate. The
plate was inlaid with a boar-dragon skin sheath with two openings. On the inner side of the bracer, close to the armpit, was a copper
pulley.

The pulley had a groove with a round hole. Zhan Yun first threaded the other end of the dragon tendon through the sheath and then through the hole to secure it.

There was a spring-loaded button in the center of the pulley, which Zhan Yun fiddled with. The pulley began to rotate, and the dragon tendon was
slowly wound around it, ultimately pulling the Crimson Flame Sword into the sheath on the plate.

"It looks like a hidden blade..." Qiu Lin carefully examined Zhan Yun's bracer.

"Sister Lin is right! I designed this bracer based on a hidden blade..." As she spoke, Zhan Yun slightly raised her left hand, and
the wooden stake beside her immediately cracked.

Qiu Lin and the others quickly looked over and saw a deep hole in the wooden stake, while the Crimson Flame Sword was still hanging
on Zhan Yun's wrist guard.

"Did you see it clearly?" Zhan Yun smiled slightly.

"No!" Qiu Lin shook her head.

"I saw a faint black shadow flash by in Young Master's hand..." Tu Baichuan looked at Zhan Yun's wrist guard.
"After this dragon tendon was refined, it is not only incredibly tough but also has amazing elasticity! It can be lengthened and shortened under the manipulation of internal force
..." Zhan Yun said, raising his arm again.

This time everyone saw it very clearly. The Crimson Flame Sword slowly emerged from the pig-dragon skin sword sheath inside the wrist guard
. The dragon tendon was slowly stretched, looking like a constantly stretching spear. When the tip of the Crimson Flame Sword
touched the wooden stake, it encountered no resistance whatsoever, as if piercing a piece of soft tofu. At this moment,
the length had already stretched to more than ten feet.

Everyone was extremely surprised, even the well-informed Tu Baichuan had never seen such a magical weapon.

At the same time, everyone was deeply impressed by Zhan Yun's martial arts skills. Such exquisite skill in controlling objects with qi was extremely rare even in
the current martial arts world.

"Congratulations, young master, on your further improvement in skill..." Tu Baichuan couldn't help but cheer.

"This object is indeed magical! But why is the Great Crimson Flame Sword all black now, young master? I still think
it looked better before..." Granny Shark stared at the now black Crimson Flame Sword.

"This Crimson Flame Sword contains a potent poison. Even with it hidden on my arm, I'm still risking injury! Although I have the
antidote , sometimes the wound is too small to be noticed, especially in combat. That's why I used this
method to seal the Crimson Flame Sword's toxicity… Although the Crimson Flame Sword is no longer poisonous, its power has increased…"

Zhan Yun flicked his wrist, and the Crimson Flame Sword flashed back into its leather sheath.

"Now that the Crimson Flame Sword is no longer poisonous and its color has changed, shouldn't we change its name…?" Qiu Lin
thought this.

"Sister Lin is right! Let's all think of a new name…" Zhan Yun nodded.

Everyone offered their opinions, coming up with several names, but Zhan Yun wasn't satisfied with any of them.

"I think we should call it Lingxi!" Zhan Yun finally came up with a name himself.

"Why?"

"There are two reasons! First, I have a special connection with this weapon and can control it at will. Second,
Brother Qu played the biggest role in capturing the Pig Dragon; his nickname is 'Water-Splitting Rhinoceros,' so this is a way of remembering Brother Qu's contribution..." 　　"

Thank you, young master..." Qu Wei smiled憨厚ly. *

... 　　"Master! Should we send the Cloud-Rolling Sword back? What if the Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator…?" Lei Tai, the Lord of Wind and Thunder Fortress, was worried . 　　"Don't worry! The Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator is already dead…" A glint of emerald light flashed in Ghost Eye Demon's eyes. 　　"How did you know, Master…" Lei Tai was extremely shocked. 　　"From the notches on the Cloud-Rolling Sword, we can tell that the opponent's weapon was a saber… a divine weapon comparable to the Cloud-Rolling Sword…" Ghost Eye Demon stroked the Cloud-Rolling Sword, which resembled a pool of autumn water, with more than a dozen . 　　"In that case, I will send troops to Yunling Prefecture tomorrow! I will tear that old bastard Xia Baijin to pieces…" Lei Tai was overjoyed after his initial shock. He was most wary of the Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator, and at the same time, Lei Tai trusted his master's judgment. 　　"Calm down! I didn't expect Yunling Prefecture to have such a powerful expert… Your most urgent task now is to find out this person's background, whether he is friend or foe…" Ghost Eye Demon flicked the sword, and the Cloud-Rolling Sword emitted a long sword sound like a dragon's roar. 　　"Since that person killed the Heavenly Eye Qi Cultivator, he's at least not an enemy..." Lei Tai's mind was filled with thoughts of killing Xia Baijin to avenge the murder of his son and the humiliation of his wife. 　　"It's best to be cautious! Anything can happen in the martial world... You're the Lord of Fenglei Fortress, not some hoodlum! Don't disturb my meditation during this time; my Tantric Zen practice is experiencing altitude sickness again..." Ghost Eye Demon waved his hand. 　　"I won't disturb Master..." Lei Tai quickly took his leave. 　　As Lei Tai left, he noticed that the Tiger-Taming Dragon Monk had followed him out. 　　"Arrange a secluded room for me in the stronghold..." The Tiger-Taming Dragon Monk was always cold and expressionless. 　　"May I ask, Senior Brother! How long will Master be meditating this time..." Lei Tai always felt extremely uncomfortable whenever he saw the Tiger-Taming Dragon Monk. 　　"It's hard to say! Seven years ago, Master also experienced altitude sickness during his practice. Master spent two years in the North Sea cultivating diligently before breaking through the bottleneck..." The Tiger-Taming Dragon Monk's voice was as cold as ever. 　　"I hope Master breaks through the bottleneck soon..." Lei Tai knew that after breaking through the altitude sickness, his power would become even more refined . 　　Upon returning to the mountain stronghold, Lei Tai first arranged accommodations for the Tiger-Taming Dragon Monk and assigned several capable subordinates to his service. Although he disliked the Tiger-Taming Dragon Monk, Lei Tai was still very happy. Lei Tai knew that the Tiger-Taming Dragon Monk 's martial arts were far superior to his own, and with his arrival, the stronghold's power was further enhanced. 　　"Husband! The she-wolf is back..." Fan Suhua reported as soon as Lei Tai returned to his residence. 　　"Where is she..." 　　"She and Hanxiang waited for you here for a while, but you didn't come, so Guan'er and the others called her to the Joyful Pavilion ..." 　　"Guan'er is getting more and more outrageous, a hopeless case! Now is a crucial moment in the confrontation with Xia Baijin, and all he does is eat, drink, and have fun all day long..." Lei Tai was a little angry; he urgently needed to know the situation in Yunling Prefecture. 　　"That's just like you! You feel uncomfortable if you don't fuck a cunt every day..." Fan Suhua fetched water for Lei Tai to wash his face. 　　"Don't drag me into this..." 　　"Something else happened when you went to the back mountain, about those girls we kidnapped these past two days..." Fan Suhua paused. 　　"What happened? They were all virgins, I couldn't bear to deflower them, I was saving them to offer to my master as a furnace ..." Lei Tai's eyes widened. 　　"At noon, the giant spirit broke into the cellar and raped one of them, and even fucked the girl to death..." 　　"That son of a bitch! I'm going to castrate him right now..." Lei Tai stormed out. 　　The Joyful Pavilion was located in the southwest corner of the mountain stronghold, surrounded by no other buildings, originally a warehouse for storing miscellaneous items. After Lei Tai and his group settled in the stronghold, they cleaned it up and placed a huge wooden bed more than two zhang wide and several tables and chairs. Lei Tai and his son, along with several wild beasts, were all lustful demons, especially fond of group sex. Every few days they would hold an unrestrained gathering here, indulging in the most debauched and licentious acts. 　　So they named this warehouse the Joyful Pavilion, a name personally chosen by Lei Tai. 　　Lewd moans emanated from the Joyful Pavilion, interspersed with painful groans. Lei Tai quickened his pace in a fit of rage, kicking open the sturdy door. On the enormous bed, several naked, fleshy figures were entangled together. Snow-white, voluptuous female bodies and dark, muscular male bodies were thrusting and colliding wildly. 　　Near the door, Lei Tai's third wife, Du Zhenqing, straddled her stepson, Lei Guan, her full buttocks and slender waist undulating. Lei Guan looked up at his enormous, thick penis thrusting in and out of his stepmother's hairy, wanton cunt, while his hands vigorously kneaded Du Zhenqing's bouncing breasts. 　　On the other side of the bed, Han Yushuang and Zhou Hanxiang were kneeling head-to-head, while the powerful, beast-like Suanni and Yunbao embraced their round buttocks from behind, frantically fucking their cunts. The colossal spirit, as tall as a mountain, knelt in the middle, with Han Yushuang and Zhou Hanxiang's heads close together, taking turns licking its unusually large penis. 　　The giant spirit's fan-like hands held the back of Han Yushuang's and Zhou Hanxiang's heads respectively, enjoying the two small tongues sliding and roaming on its penis.

Six sturdy, large armchairs were placed on the open ground beside the bed, each with a naked
young woman bound to it. The women's hands and feet were tightly bound to the armrests with cowhide ropes, their fair skin
covered marks of beatings and abuse, their genitals a gruesome and disturbing sight.

Since Lei Tai and his men arrived at Tiemu Mountain, they had abducted many young wives
and women from nearby hunters and farms.

These women were selected and categorized after being captured. The virgins were first given to Ghost Eye Demon as
vessels for his sexual exploits. Those with good figures and beautiful faces were kept by Lei Tai and his son, along with several wild beasts, as
tools for their lustful desires.

The remaining women suffered even more tragically; they were not only slaves of the mountain stronghold but also subjected to the
humiliation of its henchmen. Almost every day, women were gang-raped to death in the stronghold.

Three strong men were each holding three bound women and ravaging them. Under the prolonged humiliation by these wild beasts,
the poor women's expressions were vacant; they only let out painful groans when being penetrated.

Besides Iron Eagle and Mad Tiger, the other was Ghost Ape, who had just joined Lei Tai's forces. He had a peculiar appearance, with a pointed mouth, monkey-like cheeks, and unusually long arms
like a monkey.

This man was originally a notorious bandit known as the One-Horned Bandit, renowned for his incredible speed and agility as he leaped and tumbled through the mountain streams and dense forests. His Tongbei
Fist technique was also top-notch, earning him the nickname Ghost Ape. Not only was he highly skilled in martial arts , but he
was also ruthless and vicious. He had committed too many evils in the southwest and could no longer stay, so he fled to this place.

Coincidentally, Lei Tai was recruiting soldiers here, and Ghost Ape joined his ranks. Lei Tai greatly
admired and listed him as a beast to fill the void left by Mad Hound's death.

"I'll beat you to death, you worthless bastard..." Enraged, Lei Tai leaped onto the bed
and kicked Giant Spirit off.

"Lord! What crime have I committed..." Giant Spirit scrambled to his feet.

"I repeatedly told you not to touch those girls in the cellar..." Lei Tai pointed at Giant Spirit and was about to attack again.

"Lord, please calm down..." Han Yushuang and Zhou Hanxiang, who were being fucked on the bed, quickly grabbed Lei Tai's legs.

"It was my fault! Lord, please forgive me this time..." Ju Ling knelt down on the ground, regretting
his drunken escapades at noon.

"Husband! Calm down..." Du Zhenqing tried to plead for Ju Ling by getting up from her stepson.

"Father! Ju Ling has always been loyal to you, please forgive him this time for his past merits..." Lei
Guan wrapped his arms around his stepmother's waist to prevent her from getting up, and thrust his hips into her wet cunt several times.

"Lord! It was my fault for not disciplining him properly... please forgive Ju Ling..." Tie Ying released the woman he was fucking and
pleaded for her .

"Husband! Ju Ling will never do it again... Mother Wolf Fei Yan, please calm down for the Lord..." Fan Suhua, who was
following behind gave Han Yushuang and Zhou Hanxiang a look.

"...Lord of the Fortress..."

Han Yushuang gently rubbed Lei Tai's penis through his clothes, while Zhou Hanxiang had already unbuckled Lei Tai's belt.
The Suanni and Yunbao, understanding the situation, withdrew their penises from the two women's wet vaginas and turned to pounce on the woman tied to the armchair.

"Get out! Don't let me see you again..." Lei Tai's anger was instantly replaced by lust.

"Get up quickly..." Fan Suhua patted Juling's shoulder.

"Thank you, Lord of the Fortress..." Juling stood up.

When Juling stood up, Fan Suhua's eyes lit up; even after being beaten and scolded by Lei Tai, Juling
's enormous penis remained erect.

"Don't get in the way! You've made such a big mistake, go out and let me teach you a lesson..." Fan Suhua grabbed
Juling's erect penis and dragged him out of the Joyful Pavilion like a livestock.

"Feiyan! I've noticed you're getting along very well with the she-wolf these days..." Lei Tai lay on the bed, spitting out Zhou Hanxiang's swollen
, red nipples.

"Now Hanxiang and Yushuang are like sisters. Whenever Yushuang comes back, they eat and hang out together
... even when they're being fucked, they're on the same bed. They've almost forgotten about me, their master..." Du Zhenqing wiggled her buttocks
as Tieying fucked her.

"Who can blame them? Not only are we similar in age and get along well, but Sister Yushuang saved my life..." Zhou Hanxiang
rubbed Lei Tai's chest.

"She-wolf! Any progress since you came back..." Lei Tai rubbed Zhou Hanxiang's full breasts with one hand.

"I bribed a maid in Xia Baijin's mansion and learned that Xia Baijin's wife, Wei Yunying, will be leaving
Yunling Prefecture in a few days..." Han Yushuang spat out Lei Tai's penis and sat down on her wet pussy.

"Where are you going? When and how many people are following you..." Lei Tai's eyes lit up.

"So far, I only know it's in the northeast..." Han Yushuang answered Lei Tai while rhythmically swaying her
round, perky buttocks.

"I know where Wei Yunying goes! There's a Crescent Lake in the mountains more than a hundred miles northeast of Yunling Prefecture, and Wei Yunying
goes there once a year..." Zhou Hanxiang suddenly remembered something.

"Will Xia Baijin go with her?" Lei Tai was most concerned about this question.

"No! Wei Yunying always goes alone..."

"These are extraordinary times! Will Wei Yunying's schedule change..."

"Absolutely not! Because this concerns a matter of Wei Yunying's privacy..." Zhou Hanxiang said confidently.

"What privacy..." Lei Tai suddenly became interested.

"Before Wei Yunying married Xia Baijin, she had a first love! He was a private
tutor and supposedly a scholar in the imperial court. They didn't get together because of family reasons.
After Wei Yunying married Xia Baijin, that scholar also got married… A few years later, a plague broke out in the village, and almost everyone died.
When Wei Yunying found out, she rushed to Crescent Lake and discovered that the scholar and his wife were dead, leaving behind a two- or three-year-old
girl. Wei Yunying took her home to raise; she became Xia Fangrong's personal maid, Xia Xue…"

Listening to Zhou Hanxiang's story, everyone unconsciously stopped having sex.

"How do you know all this so clearly?" Du Zhenqing simply pushed the iron eagle off her.

"Master! When I was at the Xia family, I learned a lot about them through the steward Wang Liang… At the time, I was very
puzzled by Wei Yunying's special affection and protectiveness towards Xia Xue. It didn't seem like a mistress treating a maid, but rather like a mother treating
a daughter. I inquired with Wang Liang and learned about it… When Xia Xue entered the Xia family,
it was Wang Liang who lied for Wei Yunying and concealed the truth from Xia Baijin, saying that Xia Xue was the child of a distant relative, and that her parents were deceased and she had no one to care for her."
"Taking care of... Xia Baijin still doesn't know that Xia Xue is the child of his wife's first love..."

"How could Wang Liang tell you this..." Lei Tai pinched Zhou Hanxiang's nipple.

"Fortress Master, don't forget that my relationship with Wang Liang and his son is not ordinary... Don't be fooled by Wang Liang's tight-lipped nature;
he'll lie on my stomach and tell me anything..." Zhou Hanxiang chuckled lewdly.

"Great! That beast Xia Baijin killed my beloved son and defiled my beautiful wife. This time, I'll invite his wife to take
care of him ... She-wolf!" Lei Tai smirked.

"Your subordinate is here..." Han Yushuang sat on Lei Tai without moving, but her vaginal muscles squeezed Lei Tai's penis.

"You slutty bitch, be serious! We're only talking about serious matters now... Ouch! You're still... So comfortable... You'd better go back to Yunling Prefecture tonight and find out the exact time Wei Yunying leaves..." Lei Tai slapped
Han Yushuang's bouncy buttocks . 　　"Your subordinate obeys..." Han Yushuang accepted the order with a serious expression, secretly squeezing Lei Tai's penis a few more times. 　　"Iron Eagle! Suanni! Mad Tiger! Cloud Leopard..." Lei Tai's voice was very authoritative. 　　"Your subordinate is..." 　　"After the She-Wolf found out the exact time Wei Yunying left the city, you ambush her on the way and capture her..." 　　"Your subordinate obeys..." 　　"Lord! Since I joined your ranks, I have not achieved any merit. Could you give me a ..." Ghost Ape released the bound woman and quickly came to the bedside, bowing and standing at attention. He desperately needed a chance to prove himself. 　　"Okay! But you'll go into the city with Mother Wolf first to handle liaison. After all, you're a new face, so it'll be easier for you to move around in the city ... Once you know the exact time, you'll go out of the city to inform Iron Eagle and the others, and then we'll head together..." 　　"Thank you, Lord..." 　　"Mother Wolf is in charge of all our intelligence gathering in Yunling Prefecture! After we enter the city, you'll follow her orders... You're new here and not familiar with Mother Wolf yet, so this is a good time to make contact..." Lei Tai patted Han Yushuang's buttocks. 　　Han Yushuang got up and sat on the edge of the bed, and Zhou Hanxiang immediately took her place. 　　"I've long heard that Seventh Sister is exceptionally beautiful, and seeing her today, it's truly well-deserved..." Although Ghost Ape was ugly, he was very good at talking. 　　"Come on up! Stop with the compliments..." Han Yushuang lay down. 　　"Seventh Sister's cunt is so tender..." Ghost Ape stared intently at Han Yushuang's wet cunt. 　　"How does it compare to Sister Hanxiang's..." Han Yushuang proactively parted her labia, revealing the bright red flesh inside. 　　"Both sisters have such tender cunts..." Ghost Ape, holding his penis, thrust it into Han Yushuang's cunt. 　　Han Yushuang's long legs wrapped around Ghost Ape's lower back, feeling that Ghost Ape's penis was a good length but a little thin. 　　"Father! I want to go too..." Lei Guan had already ejaculated on a woman. 　　"Alright..." Lei Tai agreed. " 　　Husband! If they all go, what if Xia Baijin takes the opportunity to attack the mountain..." Du Zhenqing was a little worried. 　　"Xia Baijin doesn't have the strength now..." Lei Tai smiled coldly, he already knew that the Tianmu Qi cultivator was dead. 　　"These are critical times! Xia Baijin is cunning and treacherous, he must know that we will inquire about their movements, what if he sets a trap on Wei Yunying's way..." Du Zhenqing was still a little uneasy. 　　"I'll ask my junior brother, the Tiger-Taming Dragon Monk, to go and follow behind Iron Eagle and the others... just wait for them to walk into the trap!" 　　After the plan was made, the Joyful Pavilion resumed its lewd chatter. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　( 　　To be 　　continued )　　********** 　　...

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