The feud between the Western Xia and the Western Xia

" A true man can be killed but not humiliated. What right do you, a little wretch, have to argue with your master?" Han Jie cursed Fang Lu angrily. Seeing her face flushed with rage, he continued to hurl insults, hoping she would kill him in her fury.

"Young master, aren't you thirsty?" Fei Yun asked sweetly, her slender hand caressing his chest.

Her question made Han Jie realize his mouth was parched, and the touch of that soft hand ignited a fire within him, instantly making his body hot. His manhood throbbed, throbbing and throbbing with a slight pain. Han Jie looked down at himself and was shocked to find himself completely naked. His manhood stood erect, unprecedentedly large. "Shameless! Despicable!" Fang Lu giggled beside him. Fei Yun also stood up with a radiant smile, and together with Fang Lu, they ripped open the ribbons around their waists. Suddenly, Fang Lu's true form was revealed: dark, voluptuous, and full, causing Han Jie's mind to go blank. Fang Lu walked up to him, her slender waist swaying, a fluffy, delicate thing dancing before his eyes.

Fei Yun leaned down, her two red lips kissing Han Jie's. She moaned softly, then lowered her head to his lower abdomen, opening her cherry lips to take his penis in, licking and sucking it with her tongue, making soft, smacking sounds.

A warm, tingling sensation coursed through Han Jie's body, and the head of his penis throbbed a few times in Fei Yun's cherry lips. Fei Yun let out a soft moan, her pearly teeth gently biting the head of his penis, her tongue swiftly tracing the small opening of his penis. Han Jie was dazed and confused, his mind wandering to the fact that such a wonderful thing could exist in the world, making his own actions with the five women, including Liu Yuqing, seem rather dull in comparison. Fanglu leaned in, pressing her lips to his, her soft tongue probing wildly inside his mouth, teasing and swirling around his tongue. Han Jie almost suffocated. He forcefully turned his head, shaking off Fanglu, and cursed, "You little slut, get away from me!" Fanglu glared at him with her beautiful eyes and snapped, "Are you so fierce? I've cursed you so many times. I'll kiss you anyway, I'll kiss you with my big flower heart, I'll let you serve my horny eyes with your mouth." She stretched out one jade-like leg, straddling Han Jie's head, the other kneeling, her narrow cleft facing his face.

Han Jie saw two cloud-like, white, smooth buttocks slowly descending towards his face, the middle part revealing a dark, lush, and alluring area, the folds and openings arranged in an orderly fashion. A jade gate, soft and open, was filled with layers of spring water.

Han Jie felt a wave of dizziness. A thick blanket covered his eyes, and two tender flesh blocked his mouth and nose, swirling and rubbing against them.

His eyes were stifled by the blanket, and he could only smell the pungent, strange fragrance of the flesh, which made his face wet. His nose was trapped in a fleshy hollow, making it hard to breathe. He heard Fang Lu moaning above him, "Good sir, what did you stuff into my little cunt? It feels so good!" Han Jie was suffocating, his heart filled with bitterness.

Fang Lu, dismissed by Fei Yun, turned and walked to Han Jie's feet, pouting.

"Young master, Fang Lu is rude, please don't take offense. Why be so stubborn with such a perfect opportunity? If you submit to me, you will not only live, but you can also enjoy tenderness here or return to your homeland to reunite with your family. Wouldn't that be much more convenient?" Fei Yun coaxed him like a nightingale, and then tried to kiss Han Jie again.

Han Jie was suddenly reminded: "Yes, the fate of the Liu and Wen sisters is unknown. If we can save their lives and find them, we might be able to make a difference in the future. It's better than dying needlessly at the hands of these two scoundrels. A true man shouldn't only care about temporary honor and disgrace without considering what he can do afterward." Thinking of this, he felt much better. He then thought:

"For now, I'll endure the humiliation and win over that slut Fei Yun, making her help me. Hmph, I just can't let that slut Fang Lu get away with it." Thinking this, he pretended to change his mind, blinking slowly to show his agreement, his eyes revealing deep affection.

Upon seeing this, Fei Yun was overjoyed, a burning desire surged in her lower abdomen, and her flower bud overflowed with nectar.

She quickly kissed Han Jie, then straddled his lower abdomen, grasped his erect penis with her fair hand, raised her jade buttocks to align her secret orifice, and forcefully sat down, rapidly swallowing and spitting, moaning incessantly.

Han Jie felt the smooth, warm walls of her vagina tightly gripping his penis as it slid, an indescribable pleasure washing over him. He thought to himself, "This slut is fucking wanton." He said mockingly, "Miss Yun is so lovely, so approachable, and her skills are superb, far superior to that Fang Lu." Upon hearing this, Fang Lu, enraged, slapped Han Jie across the face and raised her arm, intending to punch him again.

However, she raised her arm too forcefully, sweeping away the wildly ecstatic Fei Yun beside her.

Fei Yun, who was enjoying Han Jie's words and the sight of his penis, was furious at the sudden turn of events and cursed, "You slut, are you trying to get yourself killed?!" Fang Lu, not expecting to be implicated, felt a slight fear, glared fiercely at Han Jie, and retreated to the side.

Feiyun snuggled closer to Han Jie, softly comforting him, "Sweetheart, don't be angry. I'll punish her later. As long as you settle down and stay with me, you can live however you want from now on." Han Jie hated Fanglu to the core, thinking, "I live for revenge. You little bitch, you're too hateful. I'll start with you. Whether my grand plans succeed or not, I'll ask you first." He then shook his head, feigning worry, "That's even more difficult." "What?" Feiyun's eyes widened instantly, her voice sinister.

"Fanglu hates me to death. If you don't see me for a while, she might kill me. I feel nauseous and scared whenever I see her." Han Jie said, his expression extremely pitiful.

"You're talking nonsense. You villain, don't try to sow discord. Sister Feiyun and I are like sisters. You want to use her to get rid of me? Dream on!" Fanglu shouted, her eyes flashing fiercely.

"Sister Feiyun, look at her smugness! I wasn't lying, was I?" Feiyun said to Fanglu, "We must have had a grudge in our past lives. Today, it's either me or you live, or you live and I die." "Oh!" Fanglu stepped forward, "You still want to kill your girl? Don't you know your own limitations?" "I want to kill you. I also want to cut open your little slut's belly and let the stuff inside you have a look." "You'll never be able to cut open your girl's belly in this lifetime, and you'll never see the stuff inside her belly in this life." Fanglu said angrily, patting her white, thick belly.

"Stop arguing!" Feiyun said sharply, "Lu'er, get out of here." "You want me to leave?" Fanglu was surprised, because as Feiyun said, she and Feiyun were like sisters, and Feiyun often gave her some leeway. "You want me to leave?" "I told you to get out!" Feiyun was completely infatuated with Han Jie.

Fanglu's eyes were filled with tears as she retreated to the door. Han Jie, seeing the rift between the two women, was pleased. He laughed loudly at Fanglu, his laughter filled with contempt, and then said to Feiyun, "You truly can make me happy." Feiyun was overjoyed. "Don't stoop to the level of this little slut. If she bullies you again, I'll kill her." Saying this, she began to fondle Han Jie's genitals.

Fanglu, filled with rage and a moment of confusion, suddenly drew a sword from the wall and thrust it at Han Jie's penis.
Han Jie and Feiyun cried out in alarm. Feiyun swiftly reached out, her delicate fingers flicking away the sword. With a clang, the sword was deflected, and Fanglu staggered. Feiyun then swung her left palm at Fanglu's arm and her right palm at her chest. Fanglu quickly leaped backward, but Feiyun pounced on her, her right palm still aimed at her chest, her left palm turning into a fist and striking down at her head, while her right foot kicked towards her left armpit. Seeing her attempt on him, Fanglu angrily hurled her sword at Han Jie's heart, then bent over and struck Feiyun in the abdomen. She was determined to die with him.

Feiyun, focused solely on Han Jie, saw a flash of cold light heading straight for him, spun swiftly in mid-air, and grabbed the sword hilt. Fanglu, however, seized the opportunity and struck Feiyun squarely in the back. Feiyun screamed, spitting out blood, and collapsed unconscious.

Fanglu, assuming she was dead, rushed to Han Jie, gritting her teeth, "This is all your fault! If you kill her, I won't live either. At least I can make you die before me." Han Jie, though disappointed at not being able to survive, was indifferent to life and death. "No matter what, as long as you die, I'll be happy," he thought. Unless he himself dies, he'd rather vent his anger on her.

Fang Lu was so angry she could hardly breathe. It took her a long time to finally speak, her mouth agape. "Fine, you villain! Then let's all die together!" she cried out, raising her palm with a gust of wind, aiming for his face.

Han Jie's heart sank: "It's over!" But then, a sharp, red slit burst open on Fang Lu's round, soft navel, revealing a sharp sword tip protruding more than half a foot from it. Fang Lu cried out in surprise, her body stiffening. She slowly lowered her head to look at her abdomen, letting out a low groan of pain.

Feiyun, behind her, snarled, "You little bitch, you dare to try and kill me? You're incredibly audacious!" With that, she withdrew her sword, and a jet of bright red blood shot straight onto Han Jie.

"Ouch!" Han Jie cried out deliberately, "You little slut, your stinking blood has sprayed all over your grandpa! Get away from me!

" Fanglu clutched her stomach with one hand and reached for Han Jie's throat with the other. Han Jie cried out, "Oh no! Sister Feiyun, help me! I'll give this little bitch another stab in the stomach, rip her open, I want to see what's inside her!" Feiyun had already moved to Fanglu's front. Hearing Han Jie call her "Sister Feiyun," she was overjoyed and drew her sword, "Thud!" The sword pierced Fanglu's upper abdomen. As she screamed in agony, the sword sliced downwards with a hissing sound, cutting straight to the top of her lush, flower-like vulva. Fanglu trembled violently, her long cries rising and falling as she watched her delicate belly burst open, revealing a rosy, swirling mass of blood and countless intricately intertwined strands.

Han Jie chuckled at her, "You little brat, what a mess you've been carrying around in your belly all these years!" Fanglu glared at him and Feiyun with hatred. Feiyun swiftly withdrew her sword and struck Fanglu squarely in the ribs. With a whoosh, the countless twisted intestines, some thick, some thin, some brown, some pink, burst forth from Fanglu's ripped-open abdomen. Most of them were severed, scattered and tangled like countless snakes, sliding down to her knees. Fanglu stumbled and swayed, blood splattering everywhere. Struggling to stay upright, she staggered to Han Jie's side, slowly kneeling down, spitting a mouthful of blood near his ear. "Are you satisfied... my intestines are finally out..." "Very satisfied. So much fun." Han Jie laughed. "So this is what a mess your belly is like. No wonder you're so awful, never bothering to clean yourself up. But your intestines are quite plump and tender, how did you raise them?" Fanglu glared fiercely at Han Jie: "Even as a ghost... I'll kill you..." She swayed twice and collapsed.

Feiyun, now completely powerless, spat out another mouthful of blood and sat down on the ground. Han Jie cursed inwardly, "Damn it, I can't move, otherwise this would be the perfect opportunity to kill this vicious bitch." He could only feign concern and ask, "Sister Feiyun, how are you?" Feiyun, hearing this, was overjoyed and quickly replied, "I'm fine. You were frightened, I'm so sorry." She felt a deep sense of guilt towards Han Jie. She took a few deep breaths and called out to the door, "Hongxu, Xiyun." Two beautiful young women, around eighteen or nineteen years old, entered in response. Han Jie noticed a deep sense of pleasure flash in their eyes as they glanced at the disheveled corpse. "Carry her away," Feiyun said, swaying as she was about to collapse. One of the girls quickly stepped forward to support her.

"Sister, your internal injuries are quite severe. Please release my acupoints, and I will use my inner energy to heal you. You must trust me," Han Jie said earnestly.

Feiyun gazed at him for a moment, nodded, and said to the girl supporting her, "Hongxu, you release the acupoints for the young master." The girl responded sweetly, walked over, smiled at Han Jie with great affection, and patted his chest and abdomen several times with her delicate hand, whispering, "We all heard it. The young master is truly skilled." As she turned to leave, Han Jie saw her beautiful eyes glance at his lower body again. He felt his body gradually regaining movement, as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

Within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Han Jie placed his hands on Fei Yun's back to heal her wounds. Fei Yun groaned softly as the pain within her gradually subsided, the sweetness in her heart far surpassing the recovery from her serious injuries. Han Jie, however, truly wished he could exhale all his inner energy onto the Xintai acupoint on her back.

Fei Yun was drenched in sweat, and let out a long sigh, saying, "I'm healed. How can I thank you enough?" "How can you say that? Sister, you not only saved my life but also bestowed upon me gentle bliss. I haven't even repaid you a fraction of your kindness," Han Jie said sincerely.

Fei Yun was overjoyed, seeing Han Jie as sweet and gentle as honey, and was about to kiss him.

"General Bing," Xi Yun gracefully entered, her voice sweet and delicate, "His Highness the Left Prince's envoy awaits us in the front hall." "I know. You take the young master to Qifeng Tower for some refreshments." Turning back to Han Jie, she said softly, "I'll be right back." Then she said to Xi Yun, "Have Xiao Rui and Xiao Lei help me change." Xi Yun bowed her head and led the way. Han Jie saw that the girl's slender body was tightly wrapped in a bright silk dress, like a clear stream. Her black hair was thick and flowing like clouds. Her two buttocks were round like twin moons, with a deep valley and two alluring curves. She sat down on a cloud-like platform in the building, with a cup of tea and two plates of delicate snacks.

Han Jie's heart stirred: "I'm having a passionate affair with Fei Yun, and I've even outmaneuvered Fang Lu. That little girl Hong Xu seems quite pleased and has taken a liking to me. I wonder what about this little girl. I'll test her. It would be best if I could recruit more people to my service."

He saw that beneath Fei Yun's high breasts was her bare, soft, white belly, and a round, delicate navel. He reached out and touched it. Upon touching it, he couldn't help but exclaim, "So smooth and soft!" He looked up to see her reaction.

Xi Yun flashed her pearly white teeth and smiled sweetly, "So, young master is quite the flirt. Are you interested in me too?" "You're as beautiful as a budding flower in February, who wouldn't be moved?" "Young master, you'd better not be moved. You're the beloved of Captain Fei Yun. If she finds out you've fallen for someone else, you won't be able to handle it." Xi Yun's words seemed to be advising Han Jie, but he noticed a deep regret in the girl's eyes. He couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.

Just as he was about to take his flirtatious step further, he heard light footsteps approaching, and Fei Yun pushed open the door and entered.

"Sister, you look much better." Han Jie's tone was very cheerful.

"It's all thanks to your timely delivery of true energy." Fei Yun sat down beside him and placed her hands on his shoulders. "I have official business to attend to in Tibet. It's a pity we have to part ways so soon." As she spoke, she stared intently into his eyes.

Han Jie thought to himself, "Of course you don't trust me, but your methods are too mediocre." He then put on an extremely reluctant and pitiful expression and said, "Why now? I wanted to play with you a little longer, sister. If you leave, I'll be all alone here. Who will I rely on?" Fei Yun was very moved by his words. She nestled against Han Jie and said, "Don't call me sister anymore. I'm much younger than you. I should call you brother. Just call me Yun'er. I'm acting on His Highness the Left Prince's orders. I'll be back in a month at most. You can wait for me here without worry. You won't suffer any injustice." Suddenly, she turned Han Jie's head and looked at him... Guangyin stared coldly into his eyes, "If you have even the slightest ill intentions, young master, I will kill you when I return. You can escape to the ends of the earth, but it will be in vain." Han Jie's heart skipped a beat, and he cursed inwardly, "This wicked woman." But on the surface, he said in surprise, "How could that be? If you don't trust me, you might as well kill me now. It's much better for you to kill me than for you to suspect me." Feiyun laughed, "I'm just joking with you, why are you taking it so seriously?" She said to Xiyun, "Go and call Hongxu, Xiaorui, and Xiaolei here." In a short while, Hongxu returned with two delicate and exquisite girls, like new flowers blooming after the first spring rain, about sixteen or seventeen years old. The four girls lined up in a row, and the room instantly became fresh and bright.

"I am going to Tibet. Fanglu is dead, and Hongxu will take over as deputy captain. I will entrust all matters of the team to her while I am away. You four will serve the young master diligently. If you make even the slightest mistake, you will be subject to the first major punishment of the team." With each sentence Feiyun spoke, the four girls nodded and agreed. Han Jie easily discerned the true intention behind the feigned attentiveness—it was merely surveillance. He chuckled inwardly, "I'll soon have these four girls at my beck and call; I'm quite confident about that." Han Jie's confidence was not unfounded. Within three days, all four girls were completely subservient, their affections for him overflowing, only short of sharing a bed. It wasn't that the four girls were unwilling, but Han Jie, considering his future plans, intentionally kept their hearts in limbo, ensuring a smooth journey later.

Han Jie had learned everything about Liu Yuqing and the other four girls from the youngest, Xiao Lei. Except for Lian'er and Qiong Xiao's entire army, which was wiped out, the rest of the women's army had been captured. Left Prince Yuan Sheng personally oversaw their fates: those who succumbed to their wounds were executed, while those of average appearance were rewarded to meritorious soldiers. Liu Yuqing and the other four girls, along with their maids and about three hundred selected beautiful female soldiers, were imprisoned in the Left Prince's back garden. Han Jie easily learned of Zuo Wang's plans from Hong Xu. He hadn't expected that Xia Wang and the Crown Prince had such a penchant for lewd games, indulging in the pleasures of womanizing and even considering murder through lust their primary amusement. Zuo Wang intended to train Liu Yuqing and the other hundreds of young girls to the point of self-destruction, to satisfy Xia Wang and his son.

Han Jie was filled with shock and hatred, his heart burning with rage. After much deliberation, he decided to sneak into Zuo Wang's residence at night to meet with Liu Yuqing and the others and plot their next move. He had already had Xiao Rui describe the layout of Zuo Wang's residence in detail, but he insisted on personally tracing the streets. He suggested a walk in the city. This left Hong Xu undecided for a while. With Xi Yun's approval and the encouragement of Xiao Rui and Xiao Lei, who were acting on Han Jie's orders, Hong Xu finally agreed to go for a walk with Xiao Rui and Xiao Lei, and then return.

Although Xingqing Prefecture wasn't as prosperous as Bianliang in the Song Dynasty, it was still quite lively. The customs and people were also quite interesting. Han Jie, however, had no interest in this; the only thing that could distract him was the maids behind him, Xiao Rui and Xiao Lei. Compared to Hong Xu and Xi Yun, these two girls possessed a greater degree of innocence, which he found endearing. The four girls were a faint glimmer of light in his otherwise resentful heart. After turning two streets, still not finding the Left Prince's residence, Han Jie grew somewhat impatient. Suddenly, a magnificent procession approached from the street. Xiao Rui tugged at Han Jie, pulling him to the side of the road, and whispered, "The Left Prince has gone to Huguo Temple to offer incense. Quickly kneel down and pay your respects." Han Jie felt that things were starting to look promising, and then cursed inwardly, "What kind of lowly bastards are they, with such high and mighty airs?" Just as he was about to kneel with the two girls, a long howl rang out, and more than twenty young men and women suddenly descended from mid-air. Judging from their skills, Han Jie knew that these people's martial arts were unpredictable and mysterious. To his astonishment, in broad daylight, these women were all dressed in light gauze, their bodies barely concealed beneath, while the men were completely naked, their genitals erect and pointing skyward.

"The Hall of Bliss is here!" someone shouted, and the people in the street instantly erupted into chaos, pushing and shoving, fleeing in the blink of an eye.

The princess's guards quickly surrounded the sedan chair, gripping their swords and spears, their expressions filled with terror. A clear, melodious voice came from mid-air, "The Master of the Hall of Bliss respectfully invites Princess Xiuwan to grace us with her presence." Hearing this, the guards trembled slightly, glancing around nervously. The head guard,

his voice trembling, managed a weak shout: "How dare you!" Before he could finish speaking, the young men and women burst into laughter, seemingly overjoyed. The girls slowly lifted one of their jade-like legs and placed it on the shoulders of the boys; the boys thrust their hips forward, each penis penetrating the flower's core. Then came the back-and-forth, colliding at least forty or fifty times in the blink of an eye, accompanied by sharp, clashing sounds. The guards protecting the sedan chair grew even more terrified.

Han Jie laughed, "Fun, interesting!" Xiao Lei and Xiao Rui, however, cried out in alarm, "Oh no! Protect the princess!" Before Han Jie could react, Xiao Lei and Xiao Rui had already drawn their swords and leaped forward. At the same time, the young men and women, embracing each other, tumbled towards the guards. As the guards drew near, it was unclear how they had acquired their swords; each pair of men and women wielded them with incredible speed, making themselves appear as if surrounded by blades. Before the guards could even react, a row of them fell. Seeing the situation was dire, the captain of the guards pushed diagonally with both palms, and with a loud "boom," the sedan chair split open. A delicate, crisp cry rang out, and a girl of thirteen or fourteen, as beautiful as a fledgling nightingale, was pulled from the sedan chair into the captain's arms by the force of his palm. The captain of the guards grabbed the girl and leaped into the air, attempting to escape over the crowd. But the two couples were already in mid-air, and two flashes of sword light forced the captain of the guards back to his original position. Several guards rushed to help, but were all beheaded as soon as they reached the two couples. The captain of the guards tried to leap out again, but was struck in the back by two swords at the same time, and tumbled down with the princess. A clear voice came from mid-air again:

"Please welcome the princess." The two couples responded and rushed to grab the princess. Xiao Lei and Xiao Rui happened to pounce at this moment, each thrusting three times with their swords, directly attacking the two couples and forcing them away.

Upon hearing the princess's voice and appearance, Han Jie thought to himself, "What a beautiful woman, I must save her." He leaped out and landed in the center of the crowd. A couple rushed in front of the princess, raising their hands to grab her, and the princess let out a soft moan and fainted. Han Jie slammed his palms together, delivering two bursts of true energy to the man and woman's ribs. They cried out, spitting blood, and collapsed dead, still bound in death. Han Jie reached out to embrace the princess, but suddenly felt a gentle breeze behind him. Just as he was about to retaliate, he felt a sudden dizziness and collapsed unconscious. Before he could react, he saw a scholar smiling, standing beside him with his hands behind his back. When Han Jie awoke, his head throbbed, the world spinning. He cursed, "Damn it, this is the second time I

've been tricked. This time I was acupunctured. Hmm, the acupuncture technique is quite peculiar; even after the acupuncture points released themselves, I'm still dizzy and weak. Where did this bastard learn that?" Disoriented, he propped himself up and looked around. The surroundings were dimly lit; it was a stone chamber, with a beam of light shining in from a small square opening at the top of one wall.

He suddenly wondered: Were Xiao Lei and Xiao Rui killed, or were they also captured? When he awoke from his previous coma, he had lost Liu Yuqing and the other four women. This time, he feared he might also lose those two innocent and charming girls. Suddenly, he smelled a faint fragrance, the same fragrance emanating from the "Lewd Women's Squad." He squinted and looked around, vaguely seeing a pile of things in the corner. He crawled closer with all his might, a surge of joy rising in his heart: "It's them!" He breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, having these two beautiful young girls as company brought him boundless joy.

"Is that you, young master?" a trembling, sweet voice asked.

He recognized the voice as Xiao Rui's. Han Jie thought to himself: This little girl is so excited to know I'm here. He replied,

"It's me." "Young master, are you alright?" Xiao Lei asked with concern.

"I'm fine, you're awake too." Han Jie forced himself to sit up and leaned against the wall. "How are you?" "They acupunctured us. We've released them now, but for some reason, we feel weak all over, like a ball of cotton." "Me too, it's all that stinky scholar's fault. You two, try to regulate your breathing and see if you can sit up." As Han Jie spoke, he felt a soft little hand grasp his wrist. He heard Xiao Rui say, "Young master, that stinky scholar won't leave us like this forever, will he?" "No, it's just the residue of his internal energy causing our blood and qi to stagnate." "Sigh," Xiao Lei sighed softly, "I don't know how long we've been unconscious." "Judging from the sky, it's probably been more than three hours. Humph, this is the second time I've been unconscious." Han Jie felt ashamed and angry at the thought of being knocked unconscious twice in a row. He also remembered that the first time he was knocked unconscious by the "Yin E Gang," and all his anger was directed at the two girls in front of him. "Hmph!" He waved his hand, brushing Xiao Rui's small hand away. "You bunch of Western bandits and Qiang dogs, all you do is cause trouble." His blood wasn't flowing smoothly, so his grip wasn't strong, but it startled Xiao Rui. Hearing his incoherent scolding, she couldn't help but sob, "What are you saying? It was warm just now, and then it turned cold. You're scolding me for no reason. Young master is angry, and I'm feeling down too." Her crying made Han Jie feel a surge of pity and tenderness. He reached out and grabbed a small hand, saying, "I'm sorry. I couldn't tell right from wrong." But then he heard a soft laugh, "Young master, you're the one who upset her, why are you apologizing to me?" Han Jie realized he was holding Xiao Lei's hand and quickly said, "I was talking to Xiao Rui." He felt a small hand resting on the back of his hand, the soft hand he had just brushed away.

"Alright, young master, I'm just a crybaby, don't take it to heart," Xiao Rui said softly.

"Don't worry about it, everyone," Han Jie asked. "Can you sit up now? Let's regulate your Qi and blood, and clear your meridians." Half an hour later, Han Jie let out a long sigh, straightened up, and waved his arms. "Alright, how are you?" "Still not good. It's been two weeks already, and our meridians are still blocked," the two girls said anxiously.

"Don't worry, your skills are still shallow. I'll help you." Han Jie said, placing his palms on the center of the two girls' abdomens and urging them to circulate their Qi. The two girls felt a warm current flowing smoothly through their meridians, feeling incredibly comfortable. After circulating their Qi for one cycle, Han Jie withdrew his palms: "Too much Qi will disrupt your meridians. You should regulate your breathing slowly on your own first.

I'll help you circulate your Qi again in a while." After saying that, he leaned against the wall, staring at the small square hole for a while. "I wonder what kind of people kidnapped your princess?" Xiao Rui said. "They're from the 'Paradise Hall.'" "What's the 'Paradise Hall'? And why are their people so strange?" Xiao Lei said. "The Paradise Hall is a notorious cult in the Western Regions. The leader, Le Shang Le, is fond of lewd games, but his first wife is devoid of desire and possesses extraordinary martial arts skills. Not only does she prevent Le Shang Le from getting any pleasure from her, but she also keeps a tight rein on him, preventing him from touching any other woman. It's practically torture for Le Shang Le." Han Jie laughed. "Interesting, interesting. A dried bird has been chilled by cold vinegar." Xiao Rui asked in confusion, "Young master, what is a dried bird?" "You don't know?" "No." "You don't know in your 'Lewd Women's Team'?" "We've only been in the 'Lewd Women's Team' for a few days, and we haven't even learned a few of the various techniques of seductive killing yet." Xiao Lei said.

"I see." "So, what is a dried bird?" Xiao Rui asked again.

"It's something that makes you happy as soon as you touch it." Han Jie laughed, but Xiao Rui remained bewildered. "And then what?" Han Jie pressed Xiao Lei.

"Le Shang Le couldn't take it anymore. He vowed to kill his wife and create the most lewd and violent organization in the world to satisfy his pent-up desires. So he suddenly ran away. Three months later, when his wife finally found him after going through countless hardships, she never expected that he had somehow learned strange martial arts in such a short time. As soon as he saw her, he didn't say anything, but struck her pressure points and then raped her." At this point, Xiao Lei took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly: "He then broke off a tree branch and poked her genitals until they were mangled. Finally, he cut open her stomach, pulled out her liver, and made her watch as she ate it raw before she died." Han Jie felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He seemed to hear Xiao Lei and Xiao Rui trembling.

"Afterwards, Le Shang Le gathered many strange and unusual people in the martial arts world, and with his eccentric ideas and clumsy martial arts skills, he intimidated the martial arts world, finally achieving his goal and establishing the 'Hall of Bliss'." "Having achieved his goal, the 'Hall of Bliss' must be extremely lewd and violent," Han Jie said coldly.

"Indeed, all the men in the 'Hall of Bliss' are lewd and violent, and all the women are wicked. Le Shang Le also married a beautiful young woman, whose beauty surpasses that of Chang'e, and whose lewdness is unprecedented and unparalleled. It is said that Le Shang Le and she have no time to rest from their lewd games. He also gathers handsome men and beautiful women from all over the world to enjoy themselves with, without any regard for each other." Xiao Lei finished speaking in one breath, panting heavily.

Xiao Rui softly replied, "I've heard that Le Shang Le once obtained two ancient and extraordinary books: 'He' was stolen by a follower after the founding of the sect, causing a great upheaval within the sect. After the rebellion was quelled, these two books were lost. 'The cruelty and debauchery of young girls by the Paradise Hall and Le Shang Le's extraordinary skills originated from these two books.'" Before Xiao Rui finished speaking, the sound of iron locks clanging rang out, and the stone chamber door swung open.

The scholar who had kidnapped the princess entered with his hands behind his back, smiling politely, "Young master, your good fortune has arrived. The hall master invites you in." Han Jie walked along, carefully observing the path and the defenses.

But the path was winding and secluded, surrounded by bamboo groves and flowers; apart from the tranquil scenery, nothing else could be discerned.

"We've arrived," the scholar said. Han Jie looked and saw a moon gate at the end of the path, with the words "Heavenly Music Palace" written on the lintel.

Upon entering, the scene inside left Han Jie speechless: the grass was lush and green, vibrant and dripping, and countless flowers bloomed, dazzling and exquisite. Amidst the flowers and grass, pairs of young men and women moved gracefully, all completely naked. The robust young men, each with an erect penis, and the beautiful young women, with pert breasts beneath their clean necks and thick hair beneath their soft bellies. One truly wondered if this was a paradise or a demonic mountain.

"Please undress, sir," came a seductive, melodious voice, like the murmur of a stream.

Han Jie turned from his daze and saw two naked girls kneeling beside him. The scholar, now completely naked, his penis shrunk like a donkey's, smiled at him and said, "Please." "Shameless!" Han Jie cursed. He wanted nothing more than to fight this wicked scholar, to die or be killed. But alas, his strength had not yet recovered even a tenth, and his body remained powerless.

"Ha," the scholar laughed, looking up at the sky, "You're in a dangerous place, yet you're having a sexual encounter with five women. How shameless can you be?" Han Jie, upon hearing this, was both embarrassed and shocked: "He actually knows about my affair with the five women in the female army! The Hall of Bliss's spies are incredibly well-informed." The scholar laughed again, "Young master, you're quite the romantic. We have no other intention than to treat you with courtesy and make your acquaintance. Alright, young master, don't you know that when in Rome, do as the Romans do? Hurry up and undress; the Hall Master is still waiting for your arrival." Han Jie thought, "At this point, I have no choice but to endure this humiliation. I'll deal with that 'Joyful Joy' and try to get out of this predicament. I can't let these lunatics ruin my important plans." He thickened his face and removed all his clothes. His lower body was rather flat, pale in comparison to the scholar's. This caused the two girls to exchange knowing smiles, one of them bursting out laughing. This made Han Jie extremely embarrassed.

The two young girls leaned forward, placing their pretty faces beneath the scholar and Han Jie's abdomens. They opened their cherry-like mouths and took the jade stems into their mouths, sucking on them. Although Han Jie had seen it all at Fei Yun's place, he was still terrified and ashamed in front of everyone, shrinking back repeatedly, which made the scholar laugh heartily. The girls followed Han Jie's movements, their cherry-like mouths never spitting out the jade stems. "Damn it, since I've entered the 'Palace of Bliss,' I should taste the bliss. That's what it means to do as the Romans do, and not have a wasted trip!" With this thought, a surge of pleasure arose. The cherry-like mouths sucked faster and faster, Han Jie's pleasure intensified, his jade stem throbbing rapidly in the girls' mouths, a stream of semen spraying into their mouths. The scholar laughed wildly, grabbed the girl's head, and slammed his jade stem into her mouth. The girl's throat was blocked, her beautiful face swollen. It was quite a while before the scholar finally ejaculated.

"Good darlings, you've served me very well. How should I reward you?" the scholar said to the girls who were still licking the remnants of his semen from his glans.

"Please, 'Canhua,' grant us girls 'a death of ecstasy,' okay?" The two girls' voices were filled with joy, and their beautiful eyes were full of expectation.

"Wishful thinking! You were once servants of the outer court, yet you think such a result. Very well, considering your efforts in serving the Lord, I will grant you 'a death of pleasure.' This is only one level below 'a death of ecstasy,' it's already an exception." Canhua said, not even glancing at the two girls kneeling beside him.

"Thank you!" The two girls were infinitely happy.

Han Jie was very puzzled: Is granting a death of ecstasy or a death of pleasure the same as granting death? But if that's the case, why are the two girls so eager and happy? And why is Canhua so harsh? What are they up to?

This 'Hall of Ecstasy' is truly a place of unpredictability.

Four naked young men moved two wooden blocks over. Each wooden stump was shaped like a saddle at the top, with two thick, foot-long, upright pillars in the center, made of rosewood. Although the surface was smooth, it was covered with knots. Before each saddle was a hooked sword, each tip bearing a barb, the blade angled towards the two thick stumps, its sharp edge radiating a chilling aura.

Upon seeing this, Han Jie was astonished: "What is this for?" A sense of dread rose within him. Looking at the two young women, he saw that they were delighted and impatient. One said, "I never expected such luck today.

Our pleasure is about to end." The other pressed her body against the girl's, her slender hands kneading her breasts, her voice slightly hurried, "It's good luck, I can't wait." The girl also kneaded her breasts, saying joyfully, "Look how fast that hook is. With a spirit inside, pleasure is bestowed, a thick rod poking and prodding my buttocks, then my belly is ripped open and my intestines pulled out—it's truly pleasurable." As she spoke, she patted the other girl's white, round belly, "It will be a beautiful sight to see that sharp hook 'plop' into your soft belly. My belly..." "I'm not as full as you, maybe because my intestines aren't fat. Your intestines must be plump and white." Another girl put her jade fingers together, making a knife shape, and poked the girl's navel, creating a soft, round indentation in her lower abdomen. "Your belly is so soft, let's stick a hook sword in here, whether your intestines are fat or not, it'll look good." As she spoke, the two girls let out a soft moan, their jade bodies softening, and they leaned against each other, trembling as they said, "Come on, we girls want to poke and prod the thing in our buttocks, to break open our bellies and pull out our intestines, we can't wait!" "The spirit has arrived." Two young men walked up to the two girls. Han Jie saw that the so-called 'spirit' was just a small, five-colored snake, its red tongue flicking, its body shrouded in a layer of mist.

The two girls said impatiently, "Thank you, spirit." They spread their legs, bent over deeply, revealing the deep valley between their buttocks, their flower-like back garden covered in dark, flowing ink. The two young men each aimed a small snake's head at the two girls' anuses. The snakes flicked their red tongues a few times, then nimbly slithered into the openings, their bodies swaying as they slowly entered. The two girls groaned with pleasure. Suddenly, another small snake leaped from the boys' hands onto a girl's buttocks, crawling along the cleft to her vulva, its head thrusting in, its tail still swaying between her legs.

The two girls simultaneously cried out in pleasure, then laughed and cried out unrestrainedly, "So itchy, so itchy! My flower heart wants to be penetrated!" As they spoke, they stretched their slender legs and rubbed their lower abdomens incessantly, "It's stuffy here, it needs a big thing to go in." Han Jie stared with his mouth wide open. Seeing the two young men move the wooden block over, the two girls rushed forward impatiently, lifting their jade legs to straddle the top of the saddle, the two thick rods perfectly aligned with the two girls' anuses. The two women pressed their buttocks against the head of the thick rod, twisted their slender waists, and sat down, swallowing the head of the rod into their two orifices. Because the large head of the rod was indeed difficult to insert, the two women moved rather slowly, taking quite a while to manage to insert only half of the rod. The two girls cried out repeatedly, "Our anuses and buttocks are all stretched open, hurry up and put it all in!" They sat down forcefully, and the thick rod instantly disappeared between the two girls' buttocks.

Han Jie vaguely heard a "snoring" sound and thought to himself, "These two sluts' little fleshy holes have managed to fit such a thick and long rod; it's truly unbelievable."

The two girls cried out joyfully, "It's so thick and long, it's almost piercing my heart! Ah, 'the spirit

is biting me in my belly!'" With their cries, the two wooden blocks bounced wildly, and the two girls were being tossed around on them.

Han Jie thought to himself, "If they keep tossing like this, those two big sticks will probably kill these two little sluts." The two girls shouted repeatedly, "So good, stab, stab hard! Burst my anus and flower hole! Ah, those big sticks are so thick, they rub my flesh walls so nicely. Oh, my belly is churning!" Han Jie was terrified.

He saw that in the midst of the frenzied tossing, the two girls were sometimes far away and sometimes close to the hook sword in front of the saddle, never missing each other by an inch. The gleaming tip of the hook sword was aimed directly at the two girls' navels, ready to pierce their soft, plump bellies at any moment.

Unable to contain himself, he cried out, "Be careful! Getting stabbed by the sword will kill you!" The remnant flower chuckled, "Young master, you truly cherish the fairies, but they're going to die a horrible death." Han Jie angrily retorted, "You're worse than a beast!" But then he saw the two girls, in their frenzied ecstasy, saying to themselves, "Yes, we girls want to be ripped open, to die a horrible death!" As they spoke, they rubbed their abdomens, "We want to be disemboweled! Quickly cut open our bellies! We want to get our ass out!" Shouting wildly, they lunged at the sharp hook sword before them. With a "thud," the hook sword pierced deep into the two girls' abdomens.

In the frenzied thrashing of the wooden block, the hook sword bounced wildly inside their bellies, slicing open their abdomens to a length of about a foot, tearing open the skin and flesh, leaving only fragments of blood and flesh.

The two girls clutched their abdomens, screaming repeatedly, "Such a sharp knife! It's going to stab and chop up everything in my belly! I have sticks in my anus and anus, and knives in my belly—it feels so good! Pull out my intestines! I want to see what's inside my belly!" Han Jie heard their voices grow weaker, but he couldn't detect any pain in them. The girls' bodies went limp, and finally they collapsed from the wooden block. The hooked swords slipped from their bellies, the hooks on either side scooping out their delicate intestines with a "whoosh," the soft, intertwined, glistening, and perfectly round.

The two girls lay face down, their voices soft and weak. "Our intestines are equally fat, but the big one is dark and clumsy, not as pretty as the thin, pink one. Do all the things inside a beauty's belly have to have this ugly thing...?" Han Jie, still in shock, heard Can Huasheng laugh, "Young master, the old master has prepared a grand feast to entertain you. The splendor at the banquet is a hundred times better than this. Please." Chapter Two: A plaque hung high in the main hall: "Heavenly Music Hall," the characters written in an extremely free and wild style.

A rich, exotic fragrance permeated the hall. To Han Jie, there was a faint scent of blood. Smelling this fragrance, he felt a warm, soft sensation throughout his body, a tingling itch rising from his bones, and an impulse gradually swelled within him, difficult to control. Turning to look at Can Huasheng, his eyes gleamed like lightning, his spirits soared, his chest and abdomen heaving as he frantically inhaled the fragrance.

Han Jie cursed inwardly, "You damned thing, this stinky fragrance might make you forget your ancestors." He inadvertently took a deep breath, and instantly felt an unbearable tingling sensation all over his body, his manhood throbbing violently.

Just then, Can Huasheng called out, "Honored guests have arrived!" The melodious sound of stringed instruments filled the air, and a group of naked young men emerged from behind the hall. They were all strong and vigorous, their manhoods erect and imposing.

Then came a group of young women, each with a beautiful face and graceful figure, her snow-white breasts trembling, her jade-like thighs shapely, her lower abdomen smooth and white, without a single hair. Between her thighs, it seemed as if a fresh peach was nestled, a slit of rosy flesh extending straight down to her abdomen.

The two groups of young men and women stood around the hall. Two young women went to the left seat in the center of the hall; one lay flat on her back, the other leaning back on the table, her thighs spread wide. Two young men went to the right seat, lying flat on their backs, their manhoods side by side.

The young men and women shouted in unison, "Welcome, Master! Your Majesty!" A man and a woman emerged from behind the hall.

The man was ghostly in appearance, his genitals towering high, about a foot long and as thick as a wrist.

Han Jie thought to himself, "This damned monster is the real stunner." Looking at the woman, who appeared to be only eighteen or nineteen, her figure, appearance, posture, and spirit instantly captivated Han Jie, giving him a feeling of exhilaration. "This woman is truly a celestial beauty! I have five daughters, including Liu Yuqing, and thought I had seen all the beauties in the world. Who would have thought there would be such a divine beauty? Truly a masterpiece of nature." He gazed at her face, admired her breasts, examined her belly, and savored her legs, gradually becoming intoxicated. This woman also had a smooth belly, her full and shapely, fresh and tender, arranged in a soft and flowing manner, moving gracefully with the rise and fall of her lotus-root-like legs.

Han Jie stared in disbelief, wishing he could rush forward, part her legs, and reveal the exquisite object hidden deep within her thighs. Jing Le Shang Le burst into laughter, his voice like thunder: "Young Master Han, your arrival is an honor! Please forgive my lack of hospitality." Han Jie sneered: "I was captured by you, why bother with such formalities?" Le Shang Le laughed: "Not at all. Please sit, Young Master." He then walked to the left seat, sat on the reclining girl's abdomen, and forcefully thrust his massive penis, which lay on the table between her thighs.

The girl groaned, her slender body trembling, her thighs clamping around Le Shang Le's waist.

Le Shang Le's wife gracefully walked to the right seat.

Han Jie looked at his wife, more beautiful than a fairy, then at his erect penis, thinking: "They're going to use a two-pronged approach.

Damn, they treat this like a leisurely fruit or tea." The wife straddled the two men and slowly sat down. The two men adjusted their penises, aiming at the two orifices beneath the wife's abdomen. The moment the wife's jade buttocks touched the penises, she abruptly sat down. Two fleshy rods plunged deep into her abdomen, her eyes slightly closed, a gentle smile like a flower in spring. Han Jie imagined the feeling of entering the lady's immortal orifice, his whole body swelling with heat, his lower abdomen throbbing wildly, he was practically green with envy for the two men.

Le Shang Le took in Han Jie's expression and seized the opportunity to say, "The Hall of Ultimate Bliss is always filled with ultimate bliss. Young Master Han is a man of exceptional talent. If you would dedicate yourself to our sect, I, Le Shang Le, would be your brother and sister, working together to advance the sect's affairs. At that time, you would not only enjoy the pleasures of the world but also display your talents." Han Jie laughed upon hearing this, "Your sect is unparalleled in history. I am but a mortal, not seeking great virtue but only seeking to be free from great defilement. I dare not presume to experience such ultimate bliss." Le Shang Le, unperturbed by this mockery, laughed, "Young Master, you have quite the eloquence. You must not have experienced the wonders of our sect. This is my fault for not being a good host. Play the music, begin the banquet." The music of strings and bamboo instruments began, enchanting and alluring, soothing the soul. Ten young girls draped in light veils entered the main hall, bowed respectfully to the head of the table, and said in a sweet, charming voice, "Serve the mistress of the hall with wine." "Serve the wine," said the musician.

Four girls responded and went to their respective seats.

The girl at Han Jie's table was no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, petite and exquisite. She knelt beside Han Jie, smiled sweetly, and removed her veil. Han Jie smelled a rich aroma of wine mixed with the fragrance of flowers emanating from the girl.

Han Jie couldn't help but sniff, and felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if drunk.

The girl knelt beside Han Jie, her breasts, like mounds of jade, with two round, red cherries, were only about two feet from his eyes.

"Please, young master, have some wine." "Where is the wine?" Han Jie asked, puzzled, seeing that her hands were empty.

The young girl giggled, "The girl is the wine." Seeing Han Jie's confusion, she added, "The blood of the girl is the wine." Han Jie exclaimed in surprise, "Nonsense!" Le Shang Le laughed loudly, "Young master, please don't be offended. These women are truly the finest wine of all time. From childhood, these girls do not eat ordinary food, but instead drink fine wine as water and eat a hundred flowers and fruits. Every day, they soak in the finest aged wine for eight hours. Before sleeping, they empty their bowels and pour warm wine into their anus, sealing it to prevent leakage. Then they cover their bodies with a hundred flowers. Over time, their blood becomes..." "This is incomparably delicious blood wine!" Han Jie was dumbfounded, cursing inwardly, "Heinous, truly heinous! It's a wonder these women have survived this long." Hearing Le Shang Le and Can Hua Sheng urging him to drink, he coldly said, "This wine is good, but this jar is difficult to open." Just then, the girl beside him said, "Young master, the tools to open the jar are here." Han Jie turned his head and saw that the girl straightened her upper body, stretched out one leg, and placed her smooth, delicate foot on his shoulder. One of her slender hands reached down to her abdomen. At the base of her jade-like thigh, in the deep recesses of a tender tuft of flesh, something about the thickness of a thumb was slightly exposed.

The girl pinched it with two slender fingers and slowly pulled it out from the tuft of flesh. It was a jade tube more than half a foot long, translucent and without any flaws, glistening with juice.

The other end was a sharp, pointed tip, as sharp as a sword. The young woman smiled charmingly and handed the jade tube to Han Jie, saying, "Please, sir, insert this jade tube into my belly, and you may enjoy fine wine." Han Jie exclaimed in astonishment, "What are you saying, young lady? Aren't you playing with your life?" The young woman smiled sweetly, "In the Hall of Bliss, a woman's belly is pierced and her crotch exposed—this is a joyous occasion. Sir, please offer me wine." She then shoved the jade tube into Han Jie's hand.

Han Jie forcefully shook her hand away, "How absurd!" The young woman said, "A distinguished guest should not overstep the bounds of propriety; you should offer the wine yourself." The young woman responded, her slender hand caressing her soft abdomen. She placed the sharp tip of the jade tube against her navel, pushed it inward with her wrist, and plunged the tube deep into her belly, leaving only an inch or so protruding. Fresh blood gushed from the tube.

The young woman, still smiling, saw Han Jie staring at her in shock. She picked up a wine cup from the table, filled it with blood from a jade tube, and offered it to Han Jie: "Young master, please drink." Han Jie was furious and wanted to rush forward and fight to the death.

But suddenly he saw the woman looking at him with a charming smile, her bright eyes and white teeth captivating. His anger instantly dissipated.

Le Shang Le, the woman, and Can Huasheng each took a jade tube from the young woman's vagina, plunged it deep into her abdomen, each filled a cup with blood wine, and drank it down. Can Huasheng smacked his lips and praised, "Good wine! Oh, why isn't the food served yet?" As soon as he finished speaking, several naked men carried in a huge brazier, the charcoal fire burning fiercely.

A young woman and a young man stepped forward and knelt down, saying, "Please prepare the dishes for the feast." Two burly men stood behind them, holding sharp knives.

Han Jie was panting, "My God, this is fucking cannibalism! I'd rather go to the underworld and stay with those little devils." The girl asked, "May I ask how you gentlemen will eat me?" Le Shang Le replied, "Of course, we'll eat your little darling's liver first." Can Hua Sheng said, "I'm following the old rules. I'll eat your little girl's fleshy flower first. I just wonder if it's tender and fresh?" The girl smiled and sat up, spreading her legs wide apart, "Please look, my flower is very tender, I guarantee it will be delicious." She then turned to Han Jie, "Where would you like to eat, esteemed guest?" Seeing that Han Jie was just staring at her, she laughed, "My large and small intestines are very plump and tender, how about I cook them for you?" Han Jie snorted coldly and closed his eyes.

But then he heard the young man say, "How does Madam eat me?" Han Jie couldn't help but open his eyes and look at Madam.

The lady laughed, "It's the same old routine. I'll roast your penis first, then we'll eat your heart and liver." Can Hua urged repeatedly, "Hurry up and serve the food!" The young man and woman lay supine on the ground.

A burly man walked to the young man, grabbed his penis with one hand, and with a swift stroke of his knife, the young man cried out as his entire penis was severed. He then plunged the knife into his chest, cutting straight down to his lower abdomen, ripping out his heart and liver. The heart was still beating.

Someone quickly took it to roast.

Another burly man walked to the young woman, touched her soft, white belly, and pinched the thick layer of flesh between her legs. He raised his knife and plunged it into her belly with a "plop," pulling it straight down to the bottom of her lower abdomen with the young woman's groan. Instantly, the young woman's liver and intestines spilled out. The burly man then plunged the knife and his other hand deep into the young woman's abdominal cavity, cutting and pulling, pulling out the bright red, trembling liver.

He inserted it again, rummaged around a few times, and then yanked it out with a "whoosh," tearing out the girl's twisted and contorted intestines. He then reached into her chest cavity, pulling out the remaining organs, a riot of colors, still wriggling on the ground.

Before the girl's eyes could roll back, the burly man deftly plunged the knife between her legs, the blade spinning to rip out her vulva. He took a deep breath and proceeded to cut off the girl's breasts and limbs.

Han Jie watched as a beautiful young woman was instantly torn apart, her bloodied pieces scattered on the ground, and his vision blurred. A faint fragrance wafted over; the young man's penis was now roasted.

The burly man placed it on a jade plate and presented it to his wife.

The wife picked up her silver chopsticks, took the penis, and brought it to her cherry-like lips. She bit off the glans, chewed slowly for a moment, and smiled and nodded.

Han Jie watched, suddenly feeling that this beauty had turned into a hideous, grotesque rock. Two burly men placed the chopped organs and limbs of the young girl over a brazier to roast, sizzling loudly. A greasy, burnt smell filled the entire hall. A

soft moan came from beside him. Han Jie turned around and saw it was the girl who had offered the wine. Her body was swaying slightly, but she still held a wine cup in her hand. Blood flowed freely from her navel down, and blood dripped like broken pearls from the jade tube inserted into her navel.

Seeing Han Jie turn his head, she laughed, "Young master, please have some wine." Han Jie turned his fat head away again.

Can Huasheng laughed, "Good, good, it's done roasting. Bring it here quickly." He took the girl's glistening roasted flesh, tore off pieces of meat, and chewed them noisily.

Le Shang Le finished the liver in a few bites.

Han Jie felt nauseous just looking at it, but he smelled a delicious aroma of meat. Looking down, he saw a girl's thigh, roasted until it was greasy and golden brown, on the table. Han Jie vomited violently, spitting a mouthful of water onto the thigh.

The thug slapped his leg away, cursing, "Le Shang Le, you're all worse than pigs and dogs! I, Han, will not keep you company any longer!" With that, he straightened up and rushed out of the hall.

Suddenly, he felt a numbness in three acupoints on his back: "Shantai, Lingtang, and Dazhui," and instantly his whole body went limp, collapsing to the ground.

Le Shang Le and Can Hua laughed loudly, "Why is the young master in such a hurry to leave? You haven't yet experienced the essence of our sect's ultimate bliss, so naturally you can't accept the current situation. You'll feel something different later." The lady's lips parted slightly, "How can you treat your honored guest like this? I apologize for my rudeness, young master." Her voice was sweet and delicate, as if it belonged only in heaven.

She extended her slender, jade-like fingers and lightly tapped Han Jie twice. Han Jie immediately felt his blood rushing through his chest, feeling incredibly comfortable, and the numbness vanished instantly. He knew that his martial arts skills were worlds apart from Le Shang Le's, and he was merely fighting like a trapped beast. Helpless, he sat down with his head down.

Then the lady said, "Young master, please sit and enjoy the 'Hundred Entertainments of Bliss'." The musician

clapped his hands and shouted, "Serve the entertainments!" The young men and women around the hall cheered and knelt down in the hall, saying, "Serve the entertainments. We respectfully request the Master to bestow the 'Ecstasy Pill'." The musician waved his hand, and a burly man carrying a jade box walked to the group of young men and women, instructing each of them to take a small, bright red pill. After taking the pill, the young men and women sat cross-legged on the side of the hall, their eyes slightly closed, their hands folded over their lower abdomens. A moment later, sounds of rapid moaning filled the air. Han Jie saw that the young men's penises were erect, swollen and purple like pestles; the young women's bodies swayed, their breasts full, and they gracefully stood up, a thin, bright fluid slowly flowing down their legs from their abdomens. Suddenly, the girls each raised one of their slender legs high above their heads, their vulvas, like ripe peaches, bursting open in joyful celebration, their flesh exposed and glistening with dew. They cried out in unison, "Brothers, come and play this delightful game! Let our little sisters' hearts feast on this pleasure!" With these cries, they leaped into the air, light as swallows, until they reached the roof beam of the hall. There, they spread their legs wide, their hands gripping their thighs, and sat down facing the young men. The young men immediately braced themselves on their shoulders, hands supporting their waists, thrusting their erect penises skyward.

Han Jie's heart tightened: "Damn it, if my aim isn't right, those boys' dicks will be twisted into brittle knots; if it's right, they'll pierce the very core of these girls' hearts." The boys and girls' aim was indeed perfect; each girl sat precisely on the boys' lower abdomens, forcefully thrusting their penises into their flower cores.

The girls arched their upper bodies, letting out a high-pitched cry: "Good cock, quickly pierce through the heart of my flower!" Then, with a light touch of their jade feet, they shouted, "Rise!" and soared into the air with the boys. The boys seemed to be asleep, their limbs limp, actually being lifted up by the girls' flower orifices holding their penises.

Han Jie couldn't swallow; a chill rose from the back of his neck, and he felt immense fear towards the pleasure hall's Le Shang Le, the Madam, the remnant peanut, and even the girl beside him, her abdomen ruptured and bleeding, kneeling and serving him. He recalled the maids Liu Yuqing, Wu Zumei, and Ni Chang in the Left Prince's mansion, and suddenly realized that the girls in the hall in such an appalling state were them, and the people sitting on the throne were none other than the Xia King, the Crown Prince, and the Left Prince.

Suddenly, the boys opened their eyes in mid-air, shouted "Hmph!", and slammed their knees into the girls' plump buttocks, sending them flying onto the roof beams. They then spun and landed steadily. The girls flipped in the air, spread their arms over their buttocks, and landed in a sitting position, crying out in sweet voices, "Boys, punch our little flowers in the flesh!" Hearing this, the boys steadied themselves, and as the girls were about to sit on their heads, they opened their eyes wide, shouted, and punched the girls' clitoris with all their might. With a "plop," the fist flew into the tender clitoris, and the wrist sank into the girl's crotch.

The girls cried out in trembling voices, "Good punch! My little cunt is going to explode!" As they spoke, they hugged the boys' heads, swaying their waists wildly, twisting their jade buttocks on the boys' arms, their vaginal fluids gushing out, dripping down the boys' elbows like beads.

After a few twists and turns, the girls cried out again, "Boys, give these girls a punch in the tummy! Our bellies are so itchy!" The boys pushed their arms, which were stuck in the girls' genitals, outwards and punched the girls' round bellies with their other hands. With a "thud," the girls screamed and were sent flying.

One girl landed right next to Han Jie, her crotch facing him, her flower buds blooming joyfully, layers of pink petals standing upright, glistening with juice. The girl rubbed her lower abdomen and hummed, "Such a hard fist, it's about to burst my tummy." She looked up and saw Han Jie, her pretty face charming and her eyes sparkling, and she stretched one slender foot under his lower abdomen, teasing his manhood.

"Young master, won't you come and play with my lower body?" Han Jie's penis was abruptly erect from being teased, and he couldn't help but tease her, "Haven't you had enough yet, girl?" The girl rubbed her clitoris, "Not enough, not enough! My little hole still wants to eat a big thing." Seeing a young man standing beside her, she grabbed his leg and said, "Brother, put your foot into my little hole and give it a good kick." The other girls also shouted, "Come on, I want to put my foot in my hole too." The young men stretched out their feet and pressed their toes between the girls' red and tender labia.

The girls supported themselves with their elbows on the ground and raised their jade buttocks high; the young men pushed forward with their toes, and their soles gradually sank into the girls' vulvas, but when they pushed to the heels, they found it difficult to go in.

The girls cried out, "Quick, kick! Shove your whole foot into my little cunt!" Their stretched clitoris glistened with juices. The boys thrust their feet in, "Hey!" plunging their heels deep into the girls' vulvas, their ankles embedded in the openings.

The girls cried, "My little cunt is bursting! Good sirs, kick harder!" The boys' feet, inserted between the girls' legs, moved forcefully, causing the girls' waists to sway wildly, their bellies appearing even rounder and heaving.

The girls continued to shout, "Good kicks! Kick harder! Kick through my little cunt, kick my little belly to pieces!" The boys' feet lifted the girls into the air. Instantly, dewdrops fell like spring rain, gently sprinkling the hall. The young men brandished two wooden sticks, each about a foot long and three fingers thick, and thrust them between the buttocks of the falling girls. They

accurately inserted them into the girls' anuses. The girls moaned loudly, rolled on the ground a few times, and stood up, their bodies limp and weak. They stroked their lower abdomens and said, "So pleasurable! It's almost inside my belly!" At this moment, two girls bowed and said, "Master, Madam, please allow us to present the 'Jade Maiden Golden Bell Play.'" The music played, "Go and perform for Young Master Han." The two girls gracefully walked to Han Jie, bowed, their breasts trembling, and said, "Please enjoy the play, Young Master." Han Jie said, "Get away from me." The two girls smiled sweetly and turned back, saying, "Let's put our big turtles in the girls' buttocks." The two young men walked behind them, and the two girls raised their plump buttocks and lifted one leg, saying, "Thrust them into our flower hearts." The two young men held their hips, thrusting their lower abdomens forward, and their jade penises disappeared between their buttocks. The two girls cried out,

"Faster thrusts!" The two boys moved with lightning speed, poking the girls like willows in a gust of wind. The girls cried out again, "Bring on the big sticks!" Two boys, each holding a stick as thick as a bowl, stood before the girls. The girls straightened up, their full bellies gleaming. "Quick, beat the girls' bellies hard!" The boys swung their sticks and struck the girls' bellies with a "thud." The girls cried out softly and bent over. The sticks struck their bellies again and again. The girls' bodies trembled violently, and they cried out, "So good! The ones in the back, thrust harder into the girls' anuses. The ones in the front, beat the bellies faster, beat the girls' bellies until they burst!" The boys struck a dozen times, then thrust their sticks into the girls' lower abdomens. "Smack!" They struck squarely, creating a deep, round indentation in the girls' lower abdomens. The two girls cried out, their cherry lips wide open, making squeaking noises for a long time before finally letting out a sigh of relief. They groaned, "I'm so happy! I want to die from this ravaged lower body!" They lunged at the boy holding the stick, raising one leg high above their heads, their heel resting on the boy's shoulder. "Put that big stick into my flower hole!" The boy turned the stick around, revealing a smooth, round end, and inserted it between the girls' legs. Han Jie, sitting low, saw the round end of the stick plunge into the two girls' wide-open, wet vulvas, which immediately expanded like a well, but the stick itself couldn't penetrate even a little. The girls, staggered by the thrust, fell backward, but the boy behind them caught them, spreading their legs wide, shouting, "Quickly, shove that big stick all the way to the bottom of my flower hole!" Hearing the shouts, two boys flew past from the side, kicking the stick outward, and the stick slammed into the two girls' flower core, more than a foot deep. The two girls screamed loudly, falling backward to the ground, their legs kicking wildly, whether from pain or pleasure, it was hard to tell. Their slender waists heaved uncontrollably, and the round heads of large rods bulged prominently on their lower abdomens. The two girls cried out in trembling voices, "Down with the big stakes! Pound my belly!" Several young men brought over two large jujube wood stakes, each about a foot thick and weighing at least several hundred pounds, also with rounded ends. The young

men held the stakes up high above their heads, round ends facing down, and with a "Heave-ho!" they pounded them down on the two girls' white, slender, bulging bellies. With a loud "Bang!", the stakes solidly pounded into the two girls' abdomens, causing them to cave in. The two girls immediately screamed wildly, spitting out blood, and the thick rod flew out from between their buttocks, its flesh and blood a bloody mess. At the same time, blood gushed from between their buttocks, filling their thighs.

The two girls mumbled incoherently, as if in a dream, "Pound me again, pound me to death..." The large stake pounded them several times, and the two girls flailed their arms and legs. Suddenly, a white, soft, curving intestine emerged from between their buttocks with a "whoosh." The two girls immediately closed their beautiful eyes slightly and remained still.

"Enough!" Han Jie slammed his hand on the table and stood up, pointing at Le Shang Le and cursing, "Old demon! You will be utterly wicked sooner or later. Don't even think about letting me and you be cursed by the world. I've said my piece. Kill me or torture me, give me a quick death!" Le Shang Le remained calm and composed, only shaking his head regretfully, "How can I kill a talented person unjustly? Young master is truly stubborn. Very well, let's arrange a quiet place for you to calm your mind. In a few days, you will understand." With that, he waved his hand, and four burly men entered the hall, grabbed Han Jie, and left.

Han Jie shouted, "Old demon, you're dreaming! I'll rid you of all these evil spirits as soon as I'm alive!" But then he heard a soft sigh behind him: "A man of spirit indeed, a rare find." The voice was melodious and clear; it was his wife.

Han Jie noticed the path didn't lead back to the original stone chamber, but rather circled almost the entire 'Hall of Bliss,' seemingly reaching the back of the 'Hall of Bliss,' then winding through the vegetation towards a small hilltop.

Han Jie thought to himself, "I wonder where that old demon will imprison me. He might not make things difficult for me, but he won't let Xiao Lei and Xiao Rui go." The thought of the two petite girls being violated by Le Shang Le and his gang filled him with a pang of sorrow. "Is this how we're going to be separated?" He was imprisoned alone, his future uncertain. The thought filled him with both fear and anger, and he unleashed a torrent of curses at the four burly men carrying him. The four men coldly ignored him, carrying him all the way to the hilltop. There was a well on the mountaintop, its depth unfathomable. Several burly men stood beside it, seemingly having waited for some time.

Seeing Han Jie being carried in, they placed him in a bamboo basket secured with an iron chain and slowly lowered him into the well.

Han Jie swayed as he descended, reaching out to touch the smooth walls. Looking up at the well opening, he gradually shrank, relying on his sense of touch; he had now descended about halfway. Suddenly, the space expanded, but the light dimmed.

"I'm really going to hell," Han Jie thought to himself.

When the well opening shrank to the size of a bowl, Han Jie felt a slight tremor at the bottom of the basket: it had reached the bottom. Suddenly, the basket overturned, and Han Jie, caught off guard, tumbled out of it, letting out a startled cry. The basket rapidly rose upwards.

Han Jie angrily cursed at the well opening.

But then he heard a voice drifting from the side: "Is that Young Master Han?" Han Jie, still irritated, replied, "It's your father, what are you doing?" But then he heard a sweet giggle, and upon closer inspection, he recognized Xiao Lei.

Han Jie quickly looked towards the source of the voice. Although the light was dim, he could still clearly see two slender figures and a pair of pretty, delicate faces.

He rushed to Xiao Lei and Xiao Rui, who were huddled together, grabbed their hands, and exclaimed excitedly,

"You're here too? You're here too!" "Young Master, you're alright, that's wonderful. I thought I'd never see you again," Xiao Rui said, tears streaming down her face. "Alright, young master is alright, why are you crying?" Xiao Lei said. "They didn't make things difficult for you, did they?" "They wouldn't dare," Han Jie said. "Weren't you wronged? How did you end up here?" "We didn't do anything to you. We brought you here after you were taken away." Xiao Lei said, looking at Han Jie with a strange smile.

"I don't know where this place is, it's so deep. I don't know how long we'll have to stay here, it's really suffocating." Xiao Rui said, looking Han Jie up and down

, opening her mouth as if to say something but then stopping herself. Han Jie stood up and looked around the place where he had entered the ground. Accustomed to the darkness here, everything was clearly visible with the help of the light coming through the well. Deep underground lay a large, perfectly round stone cave, a hundred paces wide and no less than ten zhang high. Its walls were straight, its ceiling high and arched. At the very center of the ceiling was a long, straight opening, ending at a bowl-shaped exit, like a full moon. A beam of light shone down, refracted by the smooth stone walls, making the cave as dark as if shrouded in low-hanging clouds. Despite being a stone cave, several vines hung down from one wall, their translucent green leaves filling the cave with a faint fragrance.

Han Jie grew increasingly angry, cursing, "That damned old hag Le Shang Le threw me into this godforsaken place! I can't even escape! This thing will be torn to pieces sooner or later!" But then he heard Xiao Lei chuckle, "Young master, aren't you cold?" Then he heard Xiao Rui say, "Why are you making fun of the young master?" Han Jie was bewildered, but then he saw the two girls laughing and looking him up and down. Suddenly remembering that he was still naked, he felt extremely embarrassed. Despite his considerable experience, these two girls remained innocent figures in his mind. Even seeing their tightly wrapped silk robes and bare waists, he completely forgot they were members of the "Lewd Women's Gang."

"Young Master, you'll catch a chill at night like this," Xiao Rui said.

Xiao Lei laughed, "What can we do? We don't have any extra clothes here. We can't just give you our clothes, can we?" Han Jie suddenly exclaimed, "I've got it!" He ran towards the vine, grabbed it, and pulled down, chanting, "Woven leaves as clothing, ancient and pure." The vine was incredibly tough; Han Jie pulled several times without breaking it.

He cursed, "Damn it, it's those dogs, Le Shang Le, that's why I can't seem to recover my strength." He simply hung up and swung back and forth like a swing.

The two girls said "Interesting!" and ran over to hang with him, pulling together on the vine.

Their skin touched repeatedly. Han Jie felt a gentle, smooth sensation, and a surge of heat rose within him, causing his manhood to pound. The two girls touched Han Jie's strong, firm body, their hearts pounding wildly, their bodies going limp, a burning thirst coursing through their lower abdomens. Their breaths quickened, warm and penetrating Han Jie's shoulders and arms.

Finally, unable to withstand the weight of the three, his manhood snapped at the root.

The three rolled onto the ground, soil splattering all over them.

Xiao Lei was pressed against Han Jie, her budding breasts pressing against his chest; Han Jie's erect penis pressed against her soft belly.

Xiao Lei frowned and said, "Young master, what's that down there? It's hurting my tummy." Her cherry lips were only a few inches from Han Jie's, his warm breath brushing against his cheek, a fragrance as fresh as a new blossom.

He gently helped Xiao Lei sit up, supporting her shoulders. Suddenly, something fell from nowhere, hitting Han Jie on the forehead with a "thud," instantly creating a large bump.

Han Jie cried out, seeing stars, and fell again. Xiao Lei giggled as she was pulled down, her lips brushing against Han Jie's.

Her giggles stopped abruptly, and she let out a weak moan, her body limp against Han Jie's.

"What happened?" Xiao Rui rushed over and pulled Xiao Lei away, saying, "I wondered what it was, it's you, you little brat. Why don't you get up? It's so comfortable to be on top of the young master like this." "It wasn't me," Xiao Lei protested, sounding aggrieved.

"You little brat, you know how to play the innocent." "It really wasn't her." Han Jie looked around, saying, "It's this," and picked up a flat wooden box from the ground.

The box was covered in a thick layer of dirt and locked with a small silver lock covered in green rust.

Xiao Rui asked, "What's inside?" "Wait, let me open it and see." Han Jie hurriedly broke off a thick-leaved vine and wrapped it around his waist, then picked up the wooden box and tried to twist the small silver lock. After twisting for a long time without success, he angrily raised the wooden box and slammed it against the stone wall. With a "crack," the box opened, revealing an oilcloth bundle inside. Opening it, he found a thin, old book.

The two women exclaimed in surprise at the same time, "!" Han Jie asked urgently, "Is it the kind of kung fu that Le Shang Le Lian practices?" "Yes." Upon hearing this, Han Jie threw the book away.

"Hmph, what kind of demonic kung fu is this?" Xiao Rui hurriedly ran over to pick it up. "This is a rare book! How could you just throw it away like that?" Han Jie said, "What kind of rubbish is this? It's dirtying my eyes." Xiao Rui took the book and said, "You can't say that. Things are neither good nor bad; it's all about how people use them. Why don't you try it out, young master? If it can help you improve your kung fu, you'll be invincible and be able to eliminate villains like Le Shang Le." "I'm afraid that before eliminating the villains, I, a good person, will become a villain myself," Han Jie said.

"Absolutely not." Xiao Lei opened her beautiful eyes wide and said with unwavering certainty, "Young Master's talent is exceptional, far beyond the level of a lecherous fool. There's no need to worry about that. If you master this skill, it might even benefit our current situation, if not for the foreseeable future." Han Jie's heart stirred: "That makes sense. 'Things are neither inherently superior nor inferior; it's all about how people use them. Don't I have confidence in myself?'" He then smiled and said, "You're such a clever little girl. Alright, let's take a look first." He opened the first page, where several lines of red characters read: Iron Yang Divine Skill, unparalleled in its wonder, absorbing yin to prolong life, granting you a long and healthy life, making your body as strong as steel, your yang root as your weapon, inexhaustible power, controllable at will, unpredictable and unmatched in the world.

Turning to the next page, a naked man sat cross-legged, looking very peaceful, his genitals drooping softly. The meridians and acupoints on his body were drawn with extreme precision.

Han Jie laughed and cursed, "What nonsense! This kind of awful book should be burned to avoid harming the ignorant." Xiao Lei hurriedly said, "Young master, please look at the flow of qi and meridians depicted here. It's completely different from all other martial arts books." Han Jie looked closely and indeed it was so.

He flipped down and saw that the man's meridians were all open. Judging from the progress of his practice, it was more than ten times faster than any other martial arts manual. Moreover, the meridians throughout his body were interconnected, and his penis was gradually becoming thicker.

Then the man made various strange postures, his penis sometimes thin and long, sometimes short and thick, sometimes large, and sometimes even his testicles were not visible.

"This is really interesting," Xiao Rui laughed.

She leaned against Han Jie's legs, her pointed chin resting on his knee. Han Jie continued to flip down, and there was a man and a woman practicing together. The two sat with their legs intertwined, the man's penis deeply inserted into the woman's vagina, fitting perfectly.

Both had their eyes gently closed, their expressions serene.

The man placed his left palm on his Baihui acupoint and his right palm on his Dantian. The woman placed both palms on the man's Tanzhong acupoint.

As shown in the diagram, the man and woman's meridians were connected, and looking down, the man's meridians gradually turned red.

As the number of women practicing with the men increased, the men stopped sitting cross-legged and instead inserted their penises into the women's vaginas one by one, remaining calm and focused. The women's vital energy was absorbed by the men's penises. Finally, the men's meridians turned completely red, and their bodies were enveloped in a thick layer of red light.

Han Jie was increasingly astonished as he watched, and pondered, "This is truly an unprecedented and miraculous skill. If I practice it according to this, my skill will be incredibly powerful. I just don't know if it's true or not." Xiao Rui said, "Whether it's true or not, you'll know if you try it." Han Jie glanced at her and thought, "This little girl is so naive. The book clearly shows that women should practice together. If I were to practice this skill, would I need you to practice with me?" Then he thought, "She's a member of the 'Lustful Women' team after all. What naivety?" He smiled at the two girls and said, "If I were to practice this skill..." "Practicing this skill, wouldn't you become a lewd person?" Xiao Lei scoffed, "Young master, you're being foolish again. Who cares about proper or evil skills? Just practice yours. Whether you become lewd or not depends on your character and temperament. If you master the skill, you won't do evil deeds, right?" Han Jie smiled and thought, "It seems these two girls are truly innocent. Different experiences can change one's nature; how can one control it?" However, he still decided to practice this lewd skill, in order to have the capital to establish himself in Western Xia and to have a better chance of winning in the future.

However, the lewd method of practicing this skill made him very suspicious. He couldn't help but look at the two girls and murmur, "But this book clearly says that virgins must be used in conjunction with the practice to obtain innate pure yin. Moreover, the deeper one goes in practicing, the more virgins are required. Now that I'm in this situation, how can I achieve this? I still can't master it." "What is a virgin?" Xiao Rui asked, puzzled.

Han Jie felt very strange, and looking at Xiao Lei, he also looked puzzled.

He thought to himself, "This is interesting. 'The people in the 'Yin'e Gang' don't even know this?'" He stared into the two girls' eyes and asked, "You really don't know?" "Why don't you believe us, young master? Why would we lie to you?" Xiao Lei said, dissatisfied.

Han Jie, of course, didn't believe him. He sneered, "You two ladies are really joking. How could the people in the 'Yin'e Gang' not know this? To put it bluntly, whether you're a virgin or not means whether you two ladies have been penetrated by a man's jade stem." "Oh, I see." The two girls said with sudden realization, "We've seen this a lot in the gang. It's about letting men touch a woman's genitals. So, if the girls play with each other, does that mean they're not virgins? We often see Fei Yun and Lu'er touching each other with their fingers and other things." The two girls blinked their bright eyes and asked innocently.

Han Jie thought in surprise, "These two girls are truly innocent. Despite being in a corrupt environment, they shine like unpolished jade; it's truly rare and precious." Previously, Han Jie had only used them for his own purposes; any slight goodwill he felt was merely a fleeting appreciation for their alluring figures. But now, a mixture of respect, pity, and affection had suddenly arisen, culminating in deep affection.

"Young Master, please speak," Xiao Rui urged.

"That's certainly not quite right," Han Jie frowned. "Hmph, I was wrong. What 'rising from the mud unsullied'? You two will ultimately play this game of false phoenixes and illusory dragons." Xiao Rui placed her hand on her chest, relieved. "Thank goodness, thank goodness, we can at least help you, Young Master." Han Jie stared blankly at the two girls, a sense of guilt welling up inside him, while his admiration grew even stronger.

[The End]

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