Love Demon Sword

In March
, in the Jiangnan region, spring was in full bloom, and the earth was brimming with vitality.
However, for some reason, many martial arts figures had been appearing frequently on a traveling official road. They were of all ages, including women, and strangely, they were all hurrying towards a small rural town…
Not far from the town, in a grove of low trees along this road, stood a thatched-roof teahouse called “Lai Lai Teahouse.” As the name suggests, “Lai Lai Teahouse” was the perfect place for travelers to rest and quench their thirst. Therefore, on this particular day, the road was bustling with people, and “Lai Lai Teahouse” was packed.
The proprietress of “Lai Lai Teahouse” was a graceful and beautiful middle-aged woman. This woman was not only beautiful but also kind and approachable. Although her true background was unknown, everyone called her Mei Niang or Madam Hao Hao. Mei Niang had a precocious and voluptuous daughter named Xiao Qian.
This mother and daughter, perhaps due to their striking beauty, usually had a bustling teahouse, though not as lively as today.
"Mother, have you noticed that many of the tea drinkers today are different?" The precocious, plump, and sweet-looking Mei's daughter, Xiaoqian, carrying a tea tray, returned behind the counter and whispered mysteriously to her mother, Mei Niang.
Mei Niang, dressed with a somewhat alluring air, glanced at the many tea drinkers with her captivating eyes. After a moment, she turned to her daughter Xiaoqian and whispered, "Xiaoqian, the tea drinkers today are indeed quite different from usual. Pay close attention; I've noticed some underworld figures among them. If anything happens, you must be very patient."
"Yes, Mother, I understand," Xiaoqian replied softly.
Mei Niang glanced at the tea room again, then whispered to her daughter, who was carrying tea out again, "Be careful, don't act rashly if something happens."
"Yes, Mother," Xiaoqian replied, placing several pots of tea on the tea tray before walking around the tea room.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo..." Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves rang out, and several more mounted figures from the martial arts world arrived at the teahouse entrance.
"Hahaha..." A loud, boisterous laugh echoed. Four burly men in black strode in.
"Ah! The Four Wolves of Yinshan have arrived too!" someone among the tea drinkers exclaimed. It seemed these Four Wolves of Yinshan were a group to be trifled with.
"Hey! Manager, quickly brew a pot of the finest tea!" a bearded man roared in a booming voice.
"Coming! Coming!" Mei Niang, behind the counter, responded loudly, while also gesturing to her daughter who was returning with the tea tray. Xiaoqian nodded and immediately carried the tea over.
It was a square table to the right of the door, around which four burly men sat. When Xiaoqian brought tea, the four men in black were immediately stunned by her beauty.
"This is bad, these Yinshan Four Wolves are notorious for their lechery. It seems Mei Niang and her daughter are in for a rough time." One of the tea drinkers worried about Mei Niang and her daughter.
"Hehe, boss, this secluded little house actually has such a catch?" One of the Yinshan Four Wolves finally couldn't resist his lust and spoke rudely.
The eldest, Black-faced Wolf King Biao, glared at Xiaoqian with lustful eyes, giving her a deep look. Feeling itchy all over, he couldn't help but chuckle lewdly, saying, "Little girl, you're really sweet-looking. What's your name?"
Xiaoqian frowned, gritted her teeth, and said irritably, "My name is Xiaoqian. Gentlemen, please have some tea!"
As she spoke, Xiaoqian put down her teacup and teapot, and turned to leave. Unexpectedly, Chang Zichun, the second of the Yinshan Four Wolves, White-faced Wolf, flipped his hand and grabbed Xiaoqian's hand, chuckling, "Little girl, don't be in such a hurry to leave. We haven't asked your age yet!" "
Oh! Let go!" Xiaoqian's hand was grabbed, and she was filled with shame and anger. She struggled several times, but couldn't pull her hand back. Her face changed, and she was about to lash out.
"Ahem, ahem, gentlemen, please have mercy and release my Xiaoqian!" A coquettish voice rang out, accompanied by a strong, intoxicating fragrance. The Four Wolves of Yinshan felt a jolt, as if bathed in a spring breeze. The innkeeper and her mistress swayed as they approached. Moreover, this female innkeeper seemed more mature and alluring than the young girl.
"Good heavens, this beauty is even more captivating than that little bastard!"
"Fourth brother, don't get your hopes up. They're a mother and daughter!"
"Hehe, mother and daughter are even more interesting! They share joys and sorrows. What are you calling out for? That's right, mother and daughter are of one heart, haha!"
Too arrogant, too unrestrained, the Four Wolves of Yinshan were taking advantage of her, gradually arousing the dissatisfaction of the other martial arts figures. However, the Four Wolves of Yinshan were ruthless and formidable individuals with a powerful background, and although the heroes were indignant, they dared not act rashly.
Mei Niang outwardly maintained her composure and forbearance, but inwardly she was seething with anger. Xiao Qian, a young and inexperienced martial artist, could no longer bear the humiliation. With a flick of her other hand, she slapped the pale-faced wolf, Chang Zichun, across the face.
A crisp "slap" rang out. Five red welts immediately appeared on Chang Zichun's bloodless, pale face. Stimulated by the burning sensation, Chang Zichun was stunned, his senses jolted back to reality.
As Xiao Qian withdrew her hand, she slapped him again with a "slap." Mei Niang, standing nearby, tried to intervene, but it was too late.
"Oh dear… we really misjudged her! This girl knows martial arts!" the fourth wolf, Huang Mianlang, couldn't help but stand up and shout.
"Ah, gentlemen, please don't misunderstand, my daughter knows absolutely no martial arts. Xiaoqian, hurry up and apologize to the four gentlemen!" Mei Niang, seemingly hesitant, quickly pulled her daughter over and whispered an apology to the four wolves.
However, the four wolves of Yinshan were not to be trifled with. Xiaoqian's move set the stage for a good show...
"Hehe, it's alright if you don't know martial arts, but you still need to apologize, come on!" The white-faced wolf gestured for the fourth wolf, the yellow-faced wolf, to sit down, then, rubbing his still-painful white face, he reached out to grab Xiaoqian again.
"Ah, what are you doing?" Xiaoqian screamed as if she had seen a ghost, involuntarily leaping backward, retreating ten feet, her body like a swallow, landing behind the counter.
"Hehe, such nimble movements, is this what you call not knowing martial arts?" the white-faced wolf said with a sinister smile. Mei Niang's face changed, she turned around and glared angrily at her daughter, Xiaoqian's heart trembled, and she quickly lowered her head, blushing.
"Ahem, please forgive me, gentlemen. I, well, I only know a little bit. If I have disturbed you or been impolite, please forgive me and be more tolerant..." Mei Niang pleaded in a low, forbearing voice.
However, the four wolves of Yinshan seemed determined to get along. Seeing the white-faced wolf Chang Zichun's eyes darting around, just as Mei Niang finished speaking, he suddenly let out a low growl and his furry claws moved to grab Mei Niang.
"Ouch!" Mei Niang cried out in surprise, her charming jade-like hand firmly in the white-faced wolf's hand.
"Huh?" The white-faced wolf was stunned, thinking: "This lady really doesn't know martial arts?" However, since the furry claws had already been extended, the white-faced wolf simply took advantage of the situation and pulled her. In a half-testing motion, he heard Mei Niang let out another soft cry, and her full, alluring body had already thrown herself into his arms.
"Oh, let go, sir!" Mei Niang, naturally alluring, whether genuinely or not, moaned seductively in the arms of the White-Faced Wolf, igniting a surge of lust in the four wolves. Unable to contain his rage, the White-Faced Wolf, through her clothes, firmly grasped her full, round breasts.
"My darling, you're driving me crazy!" the White-Faced Wolf lewdly cried, oblivious to everyone else. His lust flared, he grabbed her breasts, his large mouth ready to devour her red lips.
Mei Niang seemed hesitant, her lustful desire restraining her. However, the four wolves, arrogant and emboldened, continued their lewd advances, the White-Faced Wolf becoming even more brazen, while the other three wolves laughed lewdly in support.
"Alright, that's enough. Stop this mushy stuff." One of the guests, daring to provoke such a commotion, spoke up to stop them.
This move truly enraged the four wolves. The fourth wolf, Yellow-Faced Wolf, suddenly stood up, his feet on a chair, and shrieked, "Who's lost their mind? Get out here, you bastard! Ouch!" As his shout faded, a painful cry followed, and a rag, seemingly out of nowhere, was stuffed into his thick mouth.
"Aaaah! I'm so angry!" Yellow-Faced Wolf ripped the rag off, fuming with rage. But after glancing around, he saw nothing.
"Damn it, who dares to provoke the Four Wolves of Yinshan? Come out and see for a moment if you dare…" Before he could finish the word "see," he felt a gust of wind behind his head. Startled, he instinctively ducked and turned back, but with a "smack!" his thick mouth was sealed shut with another rag. This time, he was furious beyond measure.
The other three wolves, sensing something amiss, all rose to their feet. At this moment, Mei Niang, panting and flushed, breathlessly stepped aside with a sigh of relief.
The enthusiastic chatter of the Four Wolves of Yinshan caused many tea drinkers in the teahouse to quickly leave, avoiding any potential trouble.
As the tea drinkers withdrew from the teahouse, the Four Wolves of Yinshan coldly observed a tall, burly man sitting with his back turned at a table in the inner corner.
Because the man was sitting with his back to them, their faces were obscured, but from his composed demeanor, the Four Wolves of Yinshan instinctively knew that this was the man who had intervened.
The fourth brother, Yellow-Faced Wolf, couldn't resist any longer. He strode over, slapped the man on the back of the shoulder, and said in a gruff voice, "Boy, it's you, isn't it?"
The man remained silent, continuing to drink his tea.
Yellow-Faced Wolf's anger flared. He lunged forward with his tiger-like claws, about to grab the man's neck.
With a sharp "crack!", the man sitting with his back turned didn't move. He raised his left hand to brace himself, but the yellow-faced wolf's tiger claw struck him, like hitting steel. He cried out in pain, clutching his tiger claw, and staggered back several steps.
"Fourth brother!"
The three wolves surrounded him. The yellow-faced wolf was both angry and terrified, looking at his palm, which was swollen and red.
The third brother, the green-faced wolf, suddenly shouted, and with a "clatter," he brandished a seven-section steel rod, which swept towards the man's head like a whirlwind.
The man still didn't move, calmly taking a sip of tea. When the rod's shadow covered his head, Xiaoqian and Mei Niang cried out in alarm. Xiaoqian covered her face with her jade hand, unable to bear the sight of the man's head being split open. However, there was a loud "smack."
When everyone looked closely, they were stunned!
The man sitting with his back turned suddenly grabbed the end of the seven-section staff with his other hand, still holding a teacup. He casually took another sip of tea, then put down the teacup. With a lazy and nonchalant air, he slowly rose and turned to face the four wolves of Yinshan, his back still gripping the staff.
He had red lips and white teeth, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes—a handsome and extraordinary appearance. Especially striking were his captivating eyes, gentle yet sharp, as he faced the completely stunned four wolves of Yinshan.
The tall, handsome man chuckled lazily, "You four wolfhounds, in this sweltering heat of the journey, don't you want a good drink to quench your thirst? I've got you some water." With that, the tall man swallowed, and as he casually released the seven-section staff he was holding, with a "thud," the blue-faced wolf stumbled backward as he pulled the staff back, knocking his three wolf companions down with him. With a loud crash, the four wolves tumbled to the ground, piled on top of each other.
This thrilling and amusing scene made the girl Xiaoqian, who was standing there dumbfounded, burst into laughter.
"Ugh! I'm so angry!"
This was the greatest insult the Yinshan Four Wolves had ever suffered since their debut. They huddled together, scrambling to their feet, their teeth grinding in fury. But the tall, handsome man ignored them completely, not even bothering to glance at them, and walked straight towards the stunned Mei Niang.
"Beautiful female innkeeper, it's time to settle the bill, I have to get going too."
The other two wolves cried out, drawing their weapons in shock and anger, and desperately chased after the handsome man. At this moment, the white-faced wolf, under the first aid of its leader Wang Biao, woke up in pain. His face was ashen, his voice trembling with terror as he groaned, "The... the Demon Sword..."
"Huh, second brother, what did you say?" The black-faced wolf Wang Biao exclaimed, startled.
"Boss... he... he used... the Demon Sword... the Demon Sword has... reappeared in the world..."
"Second brother, what nonsense are you talking about? The Demon Sword is from over a hundred years ago... that kid was just..." The black-faced wolf Wang Biao's heart trembled wildly.
Suddenly, a terrible premonition gripped his heart, and he couldn't help but turn back and shout to the two wolves chasing after him, "Come back... Third Brother... Fourth Brother..."
But it was too late. The two wolves, with a single scream, covered their ears and clawed at their feet. In a flash of sword light and blood, the two wolves tumbled to the ground... The
black-faced wolf, his heart shattered, leaped to his feet and helped the two wolves to their feet. He saw that the third brother, the blue-faced wolf, had lost a leg, and the fourth brother, the yellow-faced wolf, had lost an ear. The two wolves howled in pain, but the handsome, strong man seemed unaffected, not even drawing his sword, simply smiling and standing with his back turned.
This bizarre and terrifyingly fast sword technique terrified the Black-Faced Wolf King Biao, who dared not move. His teeth clenched, and he trembled as if crying, "Little...boy...if you...if you have the guts, reveal your name..."
The burly man, still standing with his back turned, turned around with a smile, pointed at his handsome face, and said, "Hmm! Wanting revenge is human nature, but you four wicked wolves are only getting a taste of the consequences of your indiscriminate biting today. However, if you want to find me, you'd better bring a more skilled opponent, because I've also heard that the Demon Sword is quite powerful. As for my name, it's Sima Jun. Nickname? Hmm! Demon Sword will do!" After Sima Jun finished speaking, he turned back, laughed heartily, and walked forward...
"Little...boy...you...you are the successor of the Demon Sword..."
"Haha... The Demon Sword is a thing of the past, and I am... haha... a new Demon Sword, I suppose..." Sima Jun laughed loudly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, and set off on the official road towards the town.
"Damn it, even if you're not the real Demon Sword, I, the Four Wolves of Yinshan, will remember this debt!" Black-faced Wolf King Biao growled fiercely, grabbing Green and Yellow Wolves on either side, and turned back to White-faced Wolf, who had lost an arm and was sweating profusely, growling again: "Let's go back to Yinshan, we must avenge this..."
Thus, the four crippled wolves, amidst the cheers of some righteous and kind-hearted people, hurriedly turned back, urging their mounts onward towards "Yinshan."
It was past noon, and the town was much more lively than usual due to the presence of many martial arts figures.
It turned out that this town was celebrating the fortieth birthday of Madam Xiang, the owner of "Phoenix Manor," a powerful manor known as the number one manor in the martial arts world. Lady Xiang possesses extraordinary martial arts skills, forming her own unique style. Though her origins are unknown, she is deeply admired by martial arts practitioners for her kindness, her connections with heroes from both the righteous and the wicked, and her generosity. Now, on her birthday, she is holding a martial arts contest to find husbands.
Phoenix Manor is renowned for its beautiful women, and for Lady Xiang's birthday celebration, she is showcasing her two most beautiful female disciples, "Fairy Lingyun" Tang Yun and "Black Rose" Qin Mengmeng, to choose their husbands through martial arts.
This naturally attracts numerous figures from both the righteous and the wicked, who, besides offering birthday wishes, mostly hope to catch a glimpse of the beauties and perhaps even get close to them.
Lady Xiang's birthday celebration has already passed a day, and this is the first day of the martial arts contest.
The contest will last for three days, with the final day determining the two strongest fighters. These two fighters will not only marry the beautiful ladies but also receive a box of gold and silver jewelry, as well as the complete manual of Phoenix Manor's miraculous martial arts techniques.
Such a triple win is incredibly captivating. On this day, the matchmaking began at its climax...
In the small town before entering Phoenix Manor, the only two inns in town were already packed with people due to the endless stream of people.
"Please come in, sir! There are still seats available, please...please!" The waiters of an inn called "Xinglai Inn" kept calling out from inside and outside the door.
Inside the inn, it was noisy, and outside, people kept coming. At this moment, two armed female warriors appeared in the crowd. Because their beauty was no less than that of the two heroines of today's martial arts contest, the two female warriors immediately attracted a lot of attention as soon as they entered the inn.
"Look! These two thorny roses are no less beautiful than the Phoenix Maiden disciples in the martial arts contest!"
"Tsk...tsk! So beautiful! So charming! If I could kill them both with one arrow and have a night of passion, then I could do...do whatever I want and be passionate...cough!cough!"
"Haha!"
Some rude man shouted lewdly, using inappropriate words, which made everyone burst into laughter. Despite the laughter, the boorish man didn't care at all and continued his incoherent rant: "Ah! I'm talking about the two enchanting fairies who came in! I've changed my mind. I won't participate in that martial arts contest for marriage. As long as you're willing... willing to spend... um... spending the night with me... I'll..."
Before he could finish the word "will," one of the female warriors, a fiery beauty in red, blushed, glared at him, and with a flick of her hand, something shot out. The boorish man cried out in pain as he touched his face to find his ear gone.
"Ouch! That damned girl, how dare she hurt my junior brother..." the
boorish man groaned, trembling as he slumped against the table, clutching his face. Beside him sat another long, thin man with a horse-like face, who roared and rose from his seat, causing the surrounding diners to scatter. The inn was instantly filled with the smell of gunpowder.
"You brat, how dare you provoke my 'Seven Evil Sects'! You're courting death!" the horse-faced man roared again, lunging forward, his five fingers transforming into claws, aiming for the fiery-red-clad swordswoman's ample breasts.
Seeing his attack was light, the fiery-red-clad swordswoman, in a moment of anger and embarrassment, dodged to the side, her jade-like hand flashing out with a "whoosh!"—another object shot forth.
This time, the horse-faced man was prepared, and his martial arts were far superior to his burly junior brother's. He hastily withdrew his attack, dodging to the side, but his five claws met the object, feeling a burning sensation in his palm. He looked closely and saw it was a small, swallow-shaped throwing dart.
"The Flying Swallow Twins!" the horse-faced man, with his extensive knowledge, couldn't help but exclaim. The Flying Swallow Twins
were a mysterious pair of swordswomen who had recently appeared in the martial world. They had only been in the game for half a year, yet they had defeated countless underworld masters.
After the horse-faced man uttered a soft exclamation, it attracted the attention of many martial arts figures.
"Oh my! The Flying Swallow Twins are truly as beautiful and charming as their names suggest!"
"Watch your words, they are roses with thorns!"
"However, the Seven Evil Sects that have recently appeared are formidable opponents!" The crowd murmured among themselves. The
horse-faced man stood there for a moment, his thieving eyes darting around, a ruthless plan forming in his mind. Suddenly, he suppressed his anger, silently helped his injured junior brother to his feet, and the two walked silently towards the inn's door.
The fiery-clad swordswoman, still feeling ashamed and indignant, turned to chase after them, but the white-clad swordswoman beside her tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "Sister Yingying, let's not cause trouble before we get down to business!"
"Hmm!" Yingying, the fiery-clad swordswoman, hummed softly and said nothing more. A waiter quickly came over and led the two swordswomen to their seats to eat.
Just as the two beauties, Fei Yan and Ling Jialing, sat down, Yingying, the red-clad heroine, suddenly looked at the white-clad heroine's face, which was filled with surprise and doubt.
"Sister Jialing, what's wrong?"
The white-clad heroine, Jialing, was startled and quickly whispered to Yingying, "Yingmei, someone has used a secret telepathic skill to warn us!"
"Secret telepathic skill!" Yingying's beautiful eyes widened. Ling
Jialing nodded and whispered, "This person's martial arts must be unfathomable. He warned us to be on guard at midnight tonight."
"In that case, the other party must be a righteous person, but I wonder who it is?" Yingying responded softly, her alluring eyes constantly scanning her surroundings.
Suddenly, she heard a whispering voice in her ear: "Miss, don't look anymore, just be careful at the first watch tonight!" Yingying's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned her head to look, but there was nothing suspicious. She was secretly puzzled when the white-clad heroine Ling Jialing suddenly nudged her and whispered, "Yingmei, look at that person..."
"Huh?" The red-clad heroine Yingying turned her head and saw a handsome young man with an extraordinary bearing sitting in the right corner of the inn.
This man was none other than Sima Jun, known as the Demon Sword. After finishing his wine and eating his fill, he was getting up to pay the bill to a waiter. Just before he left the inn, he suddenly seemed to sense something, turned back, and smiled at the
two beautiful women, Feiyan and Shuangjiao, who were watching him intently. "Thump!" Feiyan and Shuangjiao's hearts skipped a beat.
"Oh dear! Could it be him..." The red-clad heroine Yingying couldn't help but exclaim softly, but her face inexplicably turned red.
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Afternoon --
Sima Jun wandered around the town for a while and returned to Xinglai Inn. He booked a superior room and planned to stay there for a few days.
Shortly after the waiter prepared a superior room, Sima Jun went inside, intending to take a nap. As he undressed and lay down on the bed, drifting off to sleep, he suddenly felt a fragrant woman's body press against him… This unexpected stroke of luck, though Sima Jun was naturally amorous, couldn't help but feel wary. He hugged the woman tightly and opened his eyes.
He saw a woman with innate allure and captivating charm, a stunningly beautiful and seductive woman. Her incredibly sensual figure, and the seductive aura emanating from her flowing black hair, sent a surge of lust through Sima Jun. He couldn't help but look closer, and the more he looked, the more she resembled the elegant and beautiful woman from the teahouse—Mei.
"You…you are Mei Niang…Madam Mei…" Sima Jun couldn't help but murmur.
The beautiful woman was none other than Mei Niang, the proprietress of Lai Lai Tea House. At this moment, her hair was loose and flowing, and she was completely naked. Her mature and sexy body, with its full breasts and round buttocks, was so white, delicate, and tender, no less than that of a young girl, and even more alluring.
Sima Jun swallowed hard. Such a beautiful woman, with such a seductive body, and with his naturally amorous nature, he flipped over and pinned her down. Looking at Mei Niang, who was blushing and panting, he couldn't help but squeeze her particularly full breasts while asking in a low voice, "Why? Why are you doing this?"
"I...I...like you..." Mei Niang closed her beautiful eyes, her voice trembling slightly.
Sima Jun tightened his grip, kneading the two soft mounds of flesh with a hint of reluctance, but shook his head and said, "Judging from your actions, expressions, and appearance, combined with my experience in the martial world, I think you're not being sincere, are you?"
Mei Niang's heart skipped a beat, her beautiful eyes opened briefly, then closed shyly. After a moment, she bit her lip, her eyes half-open, and said coquettishly, "Good...good man...I...I just like you...I...I need you now..."
Mei Niang's soft moans and seductive gasps, coupled with the beautiful writhing of her body, aroused Sima Jun's desire despite his doubts.
"Mei Niang...you're beautiful...so alluring..."
Sima Jun also began to pant, removing his undergarments and pressing himself against her body. His other "demon sword," his other hand, parted her alluring triangle with a "whoosh," and with a soft moan from Mei Niang, the two became tightly entwined.
In this regard, Sima Jun once again demonstrated the power of his other demonic sword. After a fierce battle lasting about an hour, the alluring Mei Niang appeared even more bewitching and seductive...
When Sima Jun left her body, he couldn't help but lower his head and suckle her full breasts, while one of his demonic hands lingered and caressed her plump and exquisite vulva and anus.
"Yan-jie, you're very satisfying!" Sima Jun spat out the grape in his mouth and chuckled.
Mei Niang, lying softly and gradually recovering her strength, suddenly lost her seductive charm upon hearing Sima Jun's words. She turned and lay on the bed, panting shyly.
Sima Jun was slightly taken aback, but immediately smiled again. He pressed his naked, muscular body against her smooth jade back and her plump, sensual buttocks. He said, "Beautiful lady, now you can tell me your true feelings!"
"You..." Mei Niang groaned softly, her alluring, full-figured naked body twisting slightly.
Sima Jun, however, continued to caress her prominent, plump, and alluring white buttocks with one hand.
Mei Niang, as if unable to resist his harassment, gritted her teeth and said softly, "I've long seen that you're no ordinary person. You're right, I... I do have something important to ask of you besides liking you..."
"Why not say you're using me...
" "You..." Mei Niang suddenly turned around, her captivating eyes glaring angrily.
"Alright! Alright! Don't be angry, I was just joking, go ahead and say it, my beautiful lady."
"Hmm!" Mei Niang's face regained its allure. She said softly, "Because my enemy's power is too strong, I want to ask for your help."
"Hehe! Judging from your tone, you seem to know the Demon Sword's character very well..." Sima Jun said with a hint of self-deprecation.
Mei Niang suddenly took the initiative again, pressing her warm body against him, and said with a hint of reproach, "To be honest, I'm an old hand in the world. A hundred years ago, the Demon Sword was both righteous and evil. Most importantly, as long as someone could afford the price, he was happy to help. In particular, the Demon Sword was naturally amorous and had a fondness for beautiful women. So, since you are worthy of his Demon Sword and his skills, you are probably very similar to him and have inherited his habits, but—"
"But what?" Sima Jun was stunned.
Mei Niang seemed to have a mixture of love and hate. Suddenly, she bit his handsome face with her cherry lips and said reproachfully, "You silly, flirtatious boy, don't you understand the saying 'a girl loves beauty'?"
"Oh! Oh!" Sima Jun hummed as if he understood, and also put his arm around her, but whispered in her ear with a chuckle,
"It seems that my two demonic swords will have to serve you well from now on."
"Get lost!" Mei Niang's face turned red, and she pushed him away forcefully. Sima Jun, however, took the opportunity to grab her jade-like hand and touch it downwards.
Mei Niang's jade-like hand immediately touched a huge, fiery object. She trembled, her pink face flushed even redder, and she gasped, her voice trembling slightly, "You...you're going to die...how could it be so fast again...again..."
Mei Niang gasped softly. This beautiful woman, Sima Jun pushed her full body, making her lie face down on the bed, then he sat up and knelt behind her alluring white buttocks. He caressed her smooth, sexy buttocks with a mixture of excitement and desire, saying, "Sister Mei, you..." "Your back door is so alluring. Now, I'll try something different."
Sima Jun seemed particularly fond of her large, captivating buttocks. He spat out saliva, smeared it on his penis, and then smeared it on another of the beautiful woman's hidden paradises, making it wet and slippery. Before Mei Niang could even realize what he was up to, he suddenly thrust his buttocks forward. Mei Niang felt a sudden swelling and splitting at the entrance of her backyard. With a "whoosh," a hard, fiery rod thrust into her.
"Ouch... ouch... you... you've got the wrong place... that... that's her buttocks... ouch..." Only then did Mei Niang realize that he was working on her untouched backyard, a place that had never been cultivated before. How could she possibly withstand his enormous fiery rod?
"Ouch... Ouch... No, I won't... It won't work... Someone's doing it from behind... Ouch... Ouch... It hurts so much... Quick... Quick, pull it out... Ah..."
However, the tiny, tight anus was being violently penetrated by the huge object, and it was so tight that it was difficult to pull out. Sima Jun felt an incomparably pleasurable tightness in his flesh, so he continued to thrust deeply until he reached the very root of the object.
"Ouch... Ouch..." Mei Niang was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat. The stimulation and pain were even more intense than on her first night. She couldn't help but twist and writhe, but the twisting only made the huge thing press tighter and penetrate deeper. So she could only endure the pain with a groan...
After about half an hour, her anus opened up, and the back and forth thrusting no longer made her tremble with a feeling of fullness. This time, the tingling sensation had a different kind of charm. Mei Niang's screams gradually turned into moans of pleasure. Seeing him, Sima Jun was also sweating and thrusting back and forth rapidly. She took a breath and couldn't help but scold him, "You... You lecherous boy... You... That's enough... I feel so uncomfortable. Good man... Please forgive this lecherous girl..." Mei Niang moaned breathlessly.
Sima Jun was experiencing intense stimulation, his hands constantly caressing her alluring, plump, white buttocks as he continued thrusting. He said, "Good sister, fleshy girl, I'm about to come...you...you just have to bear with it a little longer." As he spoke, a wave of pleasure gradually rose, and he couldn't help but thrust even faster and harder. With each powerful thrust, his lower abdomen slapped against her round, beautiful buttocks, the fleshy sounds mingling with Mei Niang's moans of "Ouch!", truly captivating.
After several dozen rounds, seeing that he was still not coming out, Mei Niang grew impatient. She was truly exhausted and couldn't help but turn back to him, panting, "Good...good man...my little darling...my little ancestor...you...you'll come out soon...sister...you've almost ruined me...okay...oh..."
Mei Niang turned back, moaning and begging. Sima Jun was enjoying himself, and just as he was about to ejaculate, he saw her alluring little red lips, and his lustful desires were aroused again. He suddenly withdrew his member from her anus.
Mei Niang, as if receiving a royal decree, lay down on the bed, panting heavily. She thought Sima Jun had ejaculated, took a short rest, turned over, and touched her anus, which she thought was wet and sticky. Unexpectedly, the alluring smoothness of her anus was hot and dry. She was stunned. Sima Jun chuckled and panted, his hot member offering itself to her mouth…
“You…” Mei Niang was stunned with embarrassment.
“Good sister… I’m almost there… I’ll be done soon, just use your charming little mouth to suck it, suck hard and it’ll come out…”
“You’re going to die… You just used that thing on my butt, and now you want me to use my mouth…”
“Good sister, fleshy sister, this… this is my beg you, hurry, I’m almost there, if you don’t hurry now… otherwise once it cools down, it will take several more hours…”
Upon hearing that it would take several more hours, Mei Niang’s heart sank, and the thought of having that thing in her mouth filled her with shame and fear.
Just as she was completely disoriented, Sima Jun felt a surge of intense desire. His member relentlessly rubbed against her delicate face, making Mei Niang feel both ashamed and embarrassed. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she grabbed a piece of underwear to wipe herself, then closed her eyes tightly and
opened her mouth wide. Sima Jun was instantly captivated. His member suddenly swelled, becoming thicker and longer, and with a "whoosh!" it plunged into her mouth, almost piercing her throat.
"Ugh!" Mei Niang's mouth swelled so much it almost split open. The member reached her throat, pushing so hard that her eyes rolled back. She quickly grabbed the "deadly" monster with both hands. Only then could she suck and swallow, like eating a sausage, licking and swallowing, until the member throbbed and ejaculated a large amount of liquid inside her mouth, making her feel sore and swollen. She shook her head frantically.
With a "tsk!" the member slipped out of her mouth, already limp.
Mei Niang, enduring the soreness and numbness throughout her body, hurriedly tried to get out of bed, but spat out the saliva in her mouth. Unexpectedly, Sima Jun also sat up,
perched on the edge of the bed, and suddenly pulled her back into his arms. Mei Niang's beautiful body nestled in his embrace, and he then playfully teased her.
"Ouch..." Mei Niang's face flushed red, and she stared blankly, swallowing all the saliva in her mouth.
For a while, Mei Niang, shy and utterly humiliated, clung to him, unwilling to let go. Sima Jun found it amusing, but continued to coax her.
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Time quickly passed to the evening of the 5 PM. The martial arts contest for marriage at Phoenix Manor had temporarily concluded after a day.
The town was still bustling with activity as everyone discussed the day's results. Sima Jun sat alone in a corner of the Xinglai Inn, quietly eating and listening.
"So impressive! I didn't expect the first day's masters to be so formidable."
"Today's two winners are a rising star from the righteous path, called 'Jade-Faced Gentleman,' and a master from the underworld called 'Demon Bone Gentleman,' who has an evil aura that sends chills down your spine."
Amidst the murmurs, Sima Jun suddenly heard the name "Demon Bone Gentleman," and his handsome face changed several times.
"Hmph! Finally, he's appeared!" Sima Jun muttered to himself.
Suddenly, a sweet, melodious voice came from behind him: "Sister Jialing, it seems we've gained nothing today."
Sima Jun glanced sideways and saw the two prickly girls, Fei Yan and Shuang Jiao, returning to the inn.
He took a sip of the wine left in his cup, called the waiter for the bill, and stood up.
As he did, one of the two beauties behind him let out a hesitant groan: "Huh?" The woman in red, Yingying, saw him first and couldn't help but whisper to the woman in white, Jialing, "Sister Ling, look, it's him again." Jialing
glanced sideways, just as Sima Jun's eyes met hers. For a split second, as if struck by lightning, Jialing's face turned bright red, and she quickly lowered her head to eat.
"It's unbelievable, Sister Ling, this man… this man's gaze is so captivating."
Yingying, in red, happened to glance at him again. Sima Jun smiled and nodded, making Yingying's heart flutter. She couldn't help but nudge Jialing. A moment later, when the two women stole another glance, Sima Jun had vanished.
The two women couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. They exchanged glances, and the straightforward Yingying in red couldn't help but chuckle softly, "Sister Ling, that person... to be honest, he's the best we've met since we first entered the martial world... a handsome and extraordinary person..."
Jialing in white felt a jolt in her heart. Suddenly, she looked deeply at Yingying in red and whispered with a hint of jealousy, "Yingmei, to be honest, aren't you a little tempted?"
"Hmph!" Yingying in red snorted and nudged her, half-annoyingly saying, "Don't talk nonsense, Sister Ling, I... I just feel a little fondness..."
"That's about right, hmm." "
Oh dear, don't talk nonsense!"
As the two women were talking privately, a commotion suddenly erupted outside the inn...
"What's going on?"
The two women couldn't help but stand up. The shouts grew louder, interspersed with the sounds of clashing weapons.
"A fight has broken out!" someone shouted from the crowd of diners who had gathered outside the door.
The two beautiful women, Fei Yan and Shuang Jiao, exchanged a glance, and Jia Ling, the woman in white, nodded. The two women immediately went to the inn's entrance. Outside the inn, amidst the crowd, a figure flashed by. Two burly men in black were attacking a young woman dressed in fiery red.
The two female warriors were originally chivalrous heroines who roamed the martial world. Seeing this, Ying Ying, the woman in red, was about to step forward to help.
"Wait, Ying Mei," Jia Ling, the woman in white, pulled her back and whispered, "Look closely, that alluring girl in bright red is no ordinary person!"
"Huh?" Ying Ying looked more closely and saw that the alluring girl in bright red had a captivating beauty with a touch of heroic spirit. On the front of her particularly full and alluring body, the bright red dress revealed a large golden phoenix embroidered on her ample breasts.
"Oh my, she's the legendary 'Fire Phoenix' Shangguan Feng, who's recently become famous throughout the martial arts world!" exclaimed Yingying, the woman in red.
Jialing, the woman in white, nodded and said seriously, "Fire Phoenix's martial arts are already top-notch. Those two men in black probably didn't recognize her and tried to harass her, thus provoking the fiery Fire Phoenix."
Jialing was right. After a brief fight, in less than half an hour, Fire Phoenix Shangguan Feng had gained the upper hand. With her powerful "ribbon" weapon, which was like a strong wind against the wind, the weapons in the hands of the two men in black were swept away by her ribbons and fell to the ground in less than ten rounds.
As the two men in black stood there stunned with their weapons gone, Fire Phoenix Shangguan Feng suddenly shouted and swept her ribbons again with great force. The two men in black cried out and were swept to the ground, covered in dust. A chorus of onlookers shouted, "Good!"
The two men in black, wincing in pain, scrambled to their feet. One, rubbing his nose, growled in a trembling voice, "Good girl, if you have the guts, state your names! We, the 'Seven Evils Sect,' will remember this debt."
"Damn it, it's the Seven Evils Sect again," the woman in red, Yingying, muttered under her breath.
The Fire Phoenix Shangguan Feng laughed heartily, "Good! I'll remember that too. Bring on your Seven Evils Sect leaders—from the Heavenly Demon Lord to the Evil Qi God Lord—the seven demons of Heaven, Man, Earth, Yin, Yang, Ghost, and Qi! I, the Fire Phoenix Shangguan Feng, will have no fear!"
Another voice murmured from the crowd.
The two men in black stared blankly for a moment, seemingly regretting their blindness in provoking this troublesome and alluring heroine. They exchanged a glance, then, enduring their pain, hastily retreated.
The Fire Phoenix Shangguan Feng didn't pursue them. With a graceful sway of her alluring body, she entered the inn with an air of nonchalance.
When Fei Yan and her sister returned to their seats, Jia Ling, the woman in white, was about to say something when she heard the same voice transmission she'd heard at noon: "It seems this town is about to get quite lively. You two had better not act rashly and pay attention to the warning at midnight tonight."
Jia Ling was startled and hurriedly looked around, but saw nothing. However, she heard another whisper: "Don't bother looking. I'm quite a distance away from you. Be careful!"
This time, Jia Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but whisper to Ying Ying, the woman in red, who looked astonished:
"It's that person who used the secret transmission technique again. Ying Ying, I feel that person's martial arts are truly unfathomable."
"This... Sister Ling, what if that person is an enemy, not a friend?"
"Hmm... Well... then we'll just have to leave it to fate... or... or we'll have to ask our master for help." The two women talked in hushed tones, somewhat worried.
When the first watch of the night arrived, the town was quiet and deserted. A profound stillness lingered, yet it seemed a storm was about to break.
"Whoosh!" A rustling of clothes filled the air, and several figures in black leaped and darted across the rooftops of the town. With masterful lightness skills, they landed in the courtyard of the Xinglai Inn's guest rooms.
The leader, his face masked with a black cloth, pointed to the guest rooms where the two beauties, Fei Yan and Shuang Jiao, were resting. He then pointed to the room where Huo Fenghuang, Shangguan Feng, was sleeping.
The four men immediately sprang into action, each holding a strange pipe and blowing puffs of intoxicating smoke into the rooms through the paper windows. A moment later, the four men entered the guest rooms. Soon, two men emerged carrying the unconscious Huo Fenghuang.
Meanwhile, the two men who had entered Fei Yan and Shuang Jiao's room remained hidden for a long time. The masked man in black, seemingly a seasoned veteran of the martial world, immediately sensed something was amiss.
He swiftly snatched the delicate body of Fire Phoenix Shangguan Feng from the other two men in black. Holding the Fire Phoenix Shangguan Feng tightly, he gestured for the other two men in black to enter the room of the Flying Swallow Twin Beauties. Then, as the two men in black entered the room, the masked man, still holding Shangguan Feng, leaped upwards and flew out of the inn.
The two men in black, entering the room of the Twin Beauties of Flying Swallow, cautiously advanced in the darkness. When one of them reached the edge of the bed, his claws touched a soft, warm body, causing a tingling, numbing sensation. In a daze, he tried to explore deeper, but suddenly a chill ran down his spine, and he let out a muffled groan before collapsing unconscious.
"Sixth Brother, what's wrong?"
The other man in black, sensing something amiss, quickly approached in the darkness. As he also reached the edge of the bed, he felt a bone-chilling cold rise to his throat. Just as he was about to cry out, the candlelight in the room flickered on, and he was completely stunned. He saw three men in black subdued on the floor, and standing before him was Yingying, the fiery-clad female knight-errant, holding a short sword to his throat.
On the bed, another stunningly beautiful woman, Ling Jialing, dressed in white, coldly interrogated him, saying, "If you don't want to die on the spot, obediently tell me your purpose."
"Ah...I...I..."
"Speak quickly!" Yingying, dressed in red, brandished her sword.
The man in black was startled, swallowed hard, and couldn't help but reveal a shocking secret:
"We...we are disciples of the Seven Evils Sect. We are ordered by our sect leader to capture a group of stunningly beautiful women to offer to the demons of the Southern Wilderness Demonic Sect. We will use our beauty to seduce those lecherous demons of other sects, hoping to persuade them to use the Demonic Sect's strange poisonous arts to help us achieve our goal of dominating the martial arts world."
"The Southern Wilderness Demonic Sect!" Ling Jialing, dressed in white, gasped, her face paling. Yingying, dressed in red, was also filled with rage.
A hundred years ago, the Southern Wilderness Demonic Sect had invaded Jiangnan in large numbers, perhaps pleased by the abundance of beautiful women there, and had engaged in rampant plunder and harassment. At that time, all martial arts sects were outraged. The nine great righteous sects, together with many heroes from the righteous path, engaged in a fierce battle on the Nanshan Plain, resulting in heavy losses on both sides. The strange and poisonous skills of the Otherworldly Demonic Sect greatly tarnished the reputation of many renowned heroes. In the end
, it was only thanks to the appearance of the peerless eccentric swordsman that those heretical sects were driven away. Unexpectedly, a hundred years later, the Seven Evil Sects, which have recently emerged from the martial world and acted improperly, have harbored such evil intentions, inviting wolves into the house and once again causing a bloodbath in the martial world.
Mentioning this Otherworldly Demonic Sect of the Southern Wilderness, women feel utter hatred. Every member of this sect is lewd and adept at abusing women, especially those with martial arts skills, whom they sexually abuse in every way.
The red-clad heroine, also with a fiery temper, was so enraged upon hearing this that she almost killed the evil sect's henchmen on the spot.
The white-clad heroine remained calm, tying up the men in black. She then pulled the red-clad girl, Yingying, aside and whispered,
"Yingying, having just heard of this, we chivalrous people must not let history repeat itself. Revenge is secondary; the greater good comes first. We must report to our master as soon as possible so we can devise a grand plan to prevent this evil from happening again."
"Sister Ling is right," Yingying replied. "However, we've come all this way to use the Phoenix Manor martial arts tournament to find out where our enemy is. Why don't we go again tomorrow morning? If there's still no trace, Sister Ling can continue the investigation, while I will ride back to the mountain to report everything to our master."
"That's excellent!"
"Not so good!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside the door.
The two women were startled and quickly leaped out into the courtyard. In the moonlight, they saw a handsome martial artist with a strange sword at his waist, standing with a smile. The two women looked closely, and their hearts skipped a beat. This man was none other than Sima Jun, known as the reincarnated Demon Sword.
"It's...it's you..." Yingying, the woman in red, blurted out unconsciously.
"Hmm, that's strange. It seems you already recognize me, young lady?"
"Hmph, who recognizes you!" Yingying blushed, almost throwing a coquettish tantrum. Jialing, the woman in white, quickly gave her a wink to control her impulse.
Facing the handsome and witty Sima Jun, Jialing first gave a polite curtsy, then said with a shy smile, "Thank you for your repeated warnings during the day and night, chivalrous sir. We have now taken precautions and captured the thief. Please allow my sister and I to express our gratitude again, and we hope to learn your honorific title...so that...we may become friends..." After Jialing finished speaking, she felt a growing sense of shame and lowered her head, blushing.
Sima Jun had intended to tease her again, but he was immediately captivated by her stunning beauty amidst her shyness, and forgot to agree, staring at her radiant beauty.
"Chivalrous sir...you..." Jialing, the woman in white, felt even more embarrassed by his gaze.
Sima Jun, naturally a womanizer, had encountered many beauties during his years of wandering the martial world, yet he was not entirely captivated by the stunningly beautiful women he saw today.
"Two...two ladies, up close, you are even more beautiful than celestial beings...so beautiful..." Sima Jun praised frankly.
This made the two women even more embarrassed and uneasy. The straightforward Yingying could no longer contain herself and said urgently, "Are you going to tell us your names or not? If not, we have important business to attend to!"
"Sister Ying!"
"Haha..." Sima Jun regained his composure, blinked his handsome eyes, and suddenly let out a strange laugh.
"Oh dear, Sister Ling, look at this man, he's really quite inexplicable!" the woman in red, Yingying, said bluntly.
The woman in white, Jia Ling, glared at her, but when she turned back to him, she heard Sima Jun say with a smile,
"My name is Sima, and my given name is Jun. As for my title, well, I've only been in the martial world for a few years, so I don't have a famous one yet. Please don't laugh at me, my two sisters!"
The sudden address of "sisters" made the two women's hearts flutter, and their faces flushed red.
"I... no, I'm not one for formalities, so please call me 'young brother.' I overheard your conversation with the thieves, and I suspect that their actions are still in the planning stages. It will take many more days to completely bring out the evil demons. You can finish what you came here for first, and then return to the mountain." Sima Jun analyzed the situation clearly.
The two women in white felt relieved and agreed, their eyes meeting his with affectionate glances.
Sima Jun let his gaze linger on the exquisitely beautiful woman. He never tired of looking at stunning beauties, and when they were willing, he rarely refused them—a testament to his womanizing nature.
Suddenly, another stunning beauty flashed through his mind: the Fire Phoenix, Shangguan Feng, whom he had met that night.
"Ah! Oh no, how could I have overlooked her…" Sima Jun suddenly felt a sense of foreboding and blurted out, turning and rushing towards the Fire Phoenix's bedroom.
"Jun…Brother Jun, what…why are you in such a hurry?" The enthusiastic and straightforward Yingying in red couldn't help but blurt out as she followed. Jialing in white was inexplicably jolted again and followed as if in a daze.
In the room where the Fire Phoenix, Shangguan Feng, was resting, Sima Jun saw that the bed and bedding were in disarray, probably already taken away by thieves.
Sima Jun, looking at the two girls who were also filled with sorrow and indignation, said, "The Seven Evils Sect is an evil sect that has emerged in recent years. When I first started out, I recognized their sinister nature within a few years. Recently, they have become increasingly rampant, which is utterly disgusting." "Brother Jun," said Yingying, the girl in red, "Fire Phoenix is a righteous heroine who has fallen into the hands of thieves. We must rescue her to prevent her from being harmed."
Sima Jun nodded and said, "Of course. Now we can only go back to our room to interrogate the thieves again and decide what to do after we find out where they are hiding." As he spoke, Sima Jun went out of the room first, with the two girls following closely behind.
However, when the three of them returned to the girl's room, they were stunned again. It turned out that the four thieves they had captured had all disappeared without a trace.
While Shuangjiao remained stunned, Sima Jun's mind raced. He decisively declared, "The thief must have been rescued by his accomplices, and those who rescued him are highly skilled in martial arts. They seized the opportunity to enter, and judging by their actions, they haven't gone far. Therefore, I, Sima Jun, will take charge of this matter, and I must see it through to the end." Sima Jun nodded to Shuangjiao, implying that he would not rest until he had tracked down the thief. In a flash, he vanished from Shuangjiao's sight.
"Oh my! Sister Ling, he... he can do magic tricks? Where did he go?" Yingying, the woman in red, exclaimed in surprise. Jialing, the woman in white, felt her heart tremble and gasped, saying, "Sister Ying, he's not doing magic tricks, he's a martial arts master whose skills have reached the pinnacle."
"Oh my, he... Brother Jun has such extraordinary skills at such a young age."
"Sister Ying, he's just as I predicted, definitely no ordinary person. Let's go, let's go see him."
The two beauties spoke to each other in surprise and doubt. It was already past midnight. The two women quickly leaped out of the inn and ran down the street.

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