Fallen Martial Arts World

Chapter One: The Holy Maiden's Godmother
Thousands of years ago, at the summit of the heavens, a most beautiful and enchanting duel between the holy and the demonic took place. The "Hundred Flowers Guanyin" and the "Blissful Rakshasa" engaged in a fierce battle capable of both saving and destroying the world—the "Golden Light Heavenly Crystal," a
divine weapon from another realm. In the end, both were severely wounded and fell to the mortal realm. Legend has it that the "Hundred Flowers Guanyin" left behind the "Hundred Flowers Sacred Heart Manual," which was inherited by a wise mortal woman, the first "Hundred Flowers Holy Maiden," Shui Fuxian. With this earth-shattering sacred martial art, she helped the weak and oppressed, vanquished demons, and averted a catastrophe from imminent danger to the martial world. Her abode, "Immortal Abode Valley," became a revered holy site in the martial world.
The wounded "Blissful Rakshasa," in order to destroy "Hundred Flower Guanyin," also passed on the "Blissful Soul-Destroying Skill" to the then-protector of the Demonic Sect, ordering "Blissful Demoness" Yu Jiao'er to unleash a bloodbath in the martial arts world, extinguishing righteousness and fostering evil, ensuring that "Hundred Flower Guanyin" would never have the chance to ascend through righteousness.
The struggle between the holy and the demonic has thus continued among humankind to this day.
In the dark forest, cries echoed. A small infant with curved eyebrows and a round face, faintly radiating light, lay in swaddling clothes. Such a pitiful baby, abandoned—fate was truly unfair.
But heaven had eyes; misfortune was followed by good fortune, changing the infant's life forever.
A woman appeared before the infant, her beauty captivating in the night breeze. Her white robe billowed in the wind, exuding a sense of leisurely elegance. Her graceful features seemed born of the very essence of heaven and earth; her eyebrows were delicate as spring mountains, her eyes like autumn waters, revealing a noble and dignified air. She was like a goddess descended from heaven, transforming the dark forest into a serene and enchanting paradise.
Her flowing, jet-black hair, cascading down her shoulders, made her bright, intelligent eyes even more irresistible. Her pearly white teeth, like two rows of sparkling jade, were mesmerizing. It was a genuine, natural beauty, like a lotus rising from clear water, astonishing how naturally beautiful one could be.
She was Bai Lingsu, the "Saintess of a Hundred Flowers" of this era. At only eighteen years old, she had already mastered the eighth stage of the "Sacred Heart Technique of a Hundred Flowers," suppressed the "Four Elders of the Demonic Sect" with her sword, outwitted the "Evil Mountain Stronghold," and commanded the "Martial Alliance." She could be said to be the most talented successor of "Immortal Abode Valley" in recent years. In order to settle the score with her destined opponent, the current "Blissful Witch" Hei Yuerong, she left the valley to keep her appointment.
Unexpectedly, Hei Yuerong, who had defeated the "Six Major Sects" and dealt a heavy blow to the "Noble Families," had also mastered the seventy-seventh level of the "Blissful Soul-Destroying Skill." The two could not escape the fate of their predecessors and fought fiercely for six days and seven nights. In the end, they were both seriously injured and the outcome was still inconclusive.
On her way back to "Xianju Valley" to heal her injuries, Bai Lingsu heard the baby crying and came here. Although she was already a peerless martial arts master, she was still a young girl of eighteen years old and had not much life experience. She was not sure what to do for a moment, but being kind and gentle by nature, she gently picked up the baby and said, "Good baby, don't cry, sister is here with you." The baby felt the warmth and opened its two delicate little hands to hug Bai Lingsu's full and firm breasts. Bai Lingsu felt a strange sensation coming from her chest. This was the first time that someone had touched her sensitive area. She never expected that a little baby would be the first to do so.
A blush crept across Bai Lingsu's face, making her even more radiant. She gently scolded, "Why are you so naughty? Your sister has no milk for you." A surge of anger welled up inside her, and she couldn't help but cough up a small mouthful of blood. Bai Lingsu thought to herself, "This injury is quite serious. I'd better quickly entrust this baby to a kind family and go back to heal as soon as possible." The baby, who had been calm, seemed to understand her feelings and cried incessantly, reluctant to part. This night was far from lonely.
Fifteen years later, the sun shone into "Immortal Abode Valley" once again on time.
Inside a simple wooden house in the valley, a fifteen-year-old boy lay on the bed. He was handsome with delicate features, innocent and childlike, yet possessed an extraordinary and dignified charm. This boy was no ordinary person. In his sleep, he reached out to hug his neighbor and murmured, "Godmother." "An'er, get up and eat!" An'er woke up and saw that the quilt beside him was already folded. He said awkwardly, "Godmother, you got up so early. Why didn't you wake me up?" Bai Lingsu, who had entered the room, said gently, "Godmother saw that you were sleeping so soundly and didn't have the heart to wake you." Although she was thirty-three years old, the "Hundred Flowers Sacred Heart Technique" had the effect of preserving youth like a flower, so Bai Lingsu still looked as young as twenty-something. In addition to her former pure and refined beauty, she had gained a mature and charming demeanor.
The boy was the baby that Bai Lingsu had found fifteen years ago. Because he always cried when she was given to others to raise, and could only be quieted in her arms, she had no choice but to adopt the baby herself. Therefore, she named him "An" and treated him as her own son.
After dinner, An'er said, "Godmother, I'm going to town to play with Little Fatty." Bai Lingsu frowned slightly and instructed with concern, "Don't cause trouble anywhere, and come back early." Little did she know that this trip would indeed cause Bai Lingsu a lot of trouble. Out of curiosity, Little Fatty and An'er peeked into Little Fatty's parents' bedroom. They saw two naked adults entwined, emitting seductive moans, their expressions so pleasurable. It was the first time the two boys had seen this, and they were simply surprised that adults could enjoy such things. They discussed it until midnight before An'er remembered it was time to go home.
At this time, Bai Lingsu was solemnly practicing the eighth stage of the "Hundred Flowers Sacred Heart Technique" in her room. To practice this martial art, one must be a virgin, because with each stage of progress, there would be the demon of burning desire. Only an extremely steadfast will and holy self-control could overcome it. The saintesses of all generations had been able to maintain their purity through their perseverance, but none had ever been able to break through to the eighth stage.
Bai Lingsu was facing this difficult hurdle. For fifteen years, she had been unable to enter the ninth stage, and it seemed she wouldn't be able to this time either. Suddenly, her body began to change. She felt hot and weak all over, her breasts swelled, and a tingling, itchy sensation rose throughout her body. Her eyes were filled with lustful desire, and the painful yet pleasurable demon of desire burned within her once more. Bai Lingsu immediately pressed her tongue to her upper chin, focused her eyes and nose on her heart, and resisted with supreme willpower. Even the previous saintesses could dispel lustful thoughts, let alone her most outstanding successor. However, she had an additional "An'er" compared to the previous saintesses.
An'er rushed into the room and said softly, "Godmother, I'm back." Since childhood, he had slept with his godmother. When he couldn't see his godmother outside, he thought it was time to go to bed.
Upon hearing An'er's voice, Bai Lingsu's mind was slightly distracted. A surging tide of desire surged forth, immediately overflowing and unstoppable. She tightly guarded the last bit of clarity in her heart, attempting to resist with the willpower of her cultivation, not letting lustful desire control her. Her face showed pain due to the contradiction.
Seeing Bai Lingsu in such pain, An'er cried out in alarm, "Godmother, what's wrong? Don't scare An'er!" Not knowing what to do, he suddenly remembered how Little Fatty's father had bitten Little Fatty's mother's lips that morning, and how she had immediately become happy. It seemed this was a way to please adults, so An'er immediately stepped forward and did the same.
Bai Lingsu was still unaware of what An'er was about to do when An'er had already "bitten" Bai Lingsu's delicate cherry lips. He understood nothing, and could only quietly hold his godmother's fragrant lips.
The unique scent of a man wafted over, and Bai Lingsu felt as if struck by lightning. Her last shred of reason was about to be swallowed by lust. If it were any other man, she could use this last moment of clarity to kill the treacherous man and preserve her pure and sacred body, but the man before her was her dearest godson. How could she bring herself to do it?
In that brief moment of hesitation, Bai Lingsu's tongue, no longer under her control, reached out and intertwined tightly with An'er's. Perhaps it was a man's instinct, or perhaps Bai Lingsu's tongue was simply too alluring. An'er's tongue, initially hesitant, then boldly took the initiative, tightly entwining with his godmother's limp tongue, licking every corner of Bai Lingsu's mouth with an air of nonchalance.
Bai Lingsu's eyes held a mesmerizing look. Her tongue, intertwined with An'er's, vanished from her previous pain, replaced by boundless excitement. They sucked on each other, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss, exchanging saliva as if each other's saliva contained the love between mother and child. At this moment, An'er
noticed that Bai Lingsu was drenched in sweat, her clothes soaked through. To prevent his godmother from catching a cold, he quickly removed Bai Lingsu's white outer garment, leaving her only in her undergarment and white silk trousers.
Bai Lingsu was naturally pure and didn't want others to touch her clothes. Therefore, she hand-sewn her outer garments, undergarments, and blouses, and preferred pure white.
An'er hadn't bathed with his godmother since he was five years old. Now, seeing his godmother's half-naked body, her porcelain-smooth back, her delicate, white hands like snowflakes, her slender, petite waist, and the moon-white undergarment covering her full breasts, with two rosy nipples faintly visible, occasionally revealing glimpses of her ample breasts, her firm, snow-white breasts half-hidden, and her white silk blouses embroidered with elegant and beautiful flowers. The blouses were perfectly tailored, and the most alluring curve of her mons pubis was fully revealed. The semi-transparent silk fabric allowed a slight glimpse of the mysterious white light below. An'er felt a sudden urge, and his penis became erect.
Feeling the coolness on her exposed skin, Bai Lingsu regained some consciousness. Seeing herself half-naked in front of An'er, her clothes disheveled, she quickly covered her chest with her hands, her pretty face flushed crimson. Lowering her shy and helpless expression, she pleaded, "An'er, please, don't look at your godmother." An'er, looking at Bai Lingsu's half-naked body, blurted out, "Godmother, you look so good!" She then reached behind Bai Lingsu and began to untie the thin knots of her bodice around her neck, waist, and back.
Bai Lingsu tried to stop her, but a surge of heat from An'er's touch made her feel weak and about to collapse. An'er quickly supported her godmother's waist and held her in her arms. At this moment, the knots were untied, and the bodice loosened. In her panic, Bai Lingsu made a last-ditch effort, pressing herself against An'er's chest, letting the loosened bodice dangle between her and conceal her proud breasts.

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