Confession Record (Traditional Chinese)

Author: Meng Ping

Published on: Wuji

(Part 1)

The Tiangang Sect was originally an obscure little sect in the martial arts world, but under the vigorous management of its current leader

, Li Tiangang, its prestige has grown steadily in recent years, and it is showing signs of rivaling Shaolin and Wudang.

Leader Li Tiangang is famous in the martial arts world for his "Tiangang Divine Skill," while his wife, "Jade-Faced Guanyin" Sun Yingfeng

, is known for her "Mysterious Yin Divine Skill."

The couple travels the martial arts world together, making many friends and establishing branches in various places. Therefore, in just a few years

, the Tiangang Sect has become famous and renowned.

Seeing that he was getting old and had no children to carry on his legacy, the sect leader, Li Tiangang, entrusted the sect's affairs to his sworn

brother, "Cloud-Turning Hand" Sikong Yi, while he and his wife, Sun Yingfeng, secluded themselves on Mount Kuocang to teach disciples. I was

his youngest disciple—Ling Yunfei.

Because I joined the sect the latest and was the youngest, I was afraid I would fall behind my three senior brothers, so every night I would sneak off to

the back of the mountain to practice diligently. It was because of this that I formed a close friendship with the eccentric old man, which completely changed my future

destiny.

The eccentric old man lived on Mount Kuocang and made a living by gathering herbs. He was slovenly and strangely shaped, and he didn't usually talk to

people, so everyone called him the eccentric old man.

Two years ago, one night, I was practicing my martial arts on the back mountain as usual when the strange old man suddenly sighed behind me, "You

're stronger than your master, but... hehe..."

The sudden voice behind me startled me, but I

breathed a sigh of relief . He seemed to be saying something more, and I was curious, so I asked, "But what

?"

He didn't answer, but casually swung his hand forward, and a large tree about ten feet in front of me snapped in two with a crack.

I was astonished, almost unable to believe my eyes.

This kind of palm strike that seemed to cleave through the air had long been lost to the martial arts world, yet this strange old man, whom I had always thought was incapable of martial arts, actually

possessed such a unique skill.

Seeing my surprised expression, he smiled faintly and said, "Is your master stronger, or am I stronger?"

I thought to myself, "Although my master's martial arts are superb, compared to his splitting palm technique, he is far inferior

."

I said timidly, "My master seems... not as good as you..."

He said angrily, "What do you mean 'seems'? How can he be worthy of comparing himself to me? His excellent Heavenly Divine Skill is worthless after he practices it

!"

Upon hearing this, I was greatly indignant. Although my master did not know the splitting palm technique, his palm power could still shatter monuments and split rocks. How could he

say it was worthless?

Seeing my expression, he knew I was unconvinced and said, "Do you know what kind of kung fu this is?"

I shook my head and remained silent. He chuckled coldly, "This is the Heavenly Gang Divine Skill you practice so hard every day. Your master really

knows how to teach!"

Our sect's "Heavenly Gang Divine Skill" is divided into twelve levels according to the depth of one's skill, with

increasing .

Under normal circumstances, one can advance one level approximately every two years, but levels three, six, and nine are crucial hurdles. Those with

exceptional talent can successfully cross these levels in two years, but those with less talent may find it difficult to advance even after five or six years.

Although my three senior brothers entered the

sect .

As for my master, after crossing the ninth level and entering the tenth, his skill stagnated, making little

progress. According to him, some of the secrets of the "Heavenly Gang Divine Skill" had been lost in his grandmaster's time. Therefore

, despite his painstaking efforts, he never achieved complete mastery of the "Heavenly Gang Divine Skill."

I began learning the "Heavenly Gang Divine Skill" from my master when I was ten years old. Although I was exceptionally intelligent and

practiced diligently , after three years, I had only just crossed the third threshold. However, even so, I could break wood and bricks

and withstand heavy blows. How could the old man say that my master hadn't taught me well?

The eccentric old man pinched me and sighed, "Your physique is exceptionally good; it's a real waste that you're following him... Hmm...

How about this, I'll teach you some secrets of qi circulation, but you mustn't tell anyone else..."

After that day, I consulted the eccentric old man every night, and he generously

shared all the secrets of the "Heavenly Gang Divine Skill" with me.

The eccentric old man not only patiently and concisely taught me, but also frequently used acupuncture and various herbs to help me circulate my qi

. As a result, in just one year, my "Heavenly Gang Divine Skill" advanced by leaps and bounds from the third level to

the ninth level.

The eccentric old man seemed quite familiar with the affairs of our sect, but he never mentioned his true identity. He

sometimes had complaints about his master, but he praised his master's wife highly.

From him, I learned that if my master's "Heavenly Gang Divine Skill" and my master's wife's "Mysterious Yin Divine Skill" were combined according to

the principles , they could potentially achieve great success. However, my grandmaster discovered my master's wicked intentions, and therefore, although he appointed my master as the head of the sect,

he did not pass on the principles of dual cultivation to him.

He also said that although my master and master's wife were fellow disciples, my master's wife had another lover. It was only because my master

used treacherous schemes to sow discord and used despicable means to rape my master's wife that she was forced to marry him.

Although the eccentric old man's martial arts were unfathomable and his life experience was rich, I was only half-convinced by his words, especially

regarding some of my master's shameful deeds, which I did not believe at all.

He knew this too, so he often reminded me, "Time reveals all. Your master is wicked; you must

be careful!"

Last month, the strange old man told me with a somber expression that he was nearing the end of his life and might never have the chance to meet me again.

He wanted to use a secret technique of transferring power through the body to help me overcome the barrier between life and death, so that my Heavenly Gang Divine Skill could reach its full potential.

Before I could answer, he suddenly slapped me on the head, and I immediately became drowsy and felt like I was about to fly away

. When I woke up, the strange old man had vanished without a trace.

I tried to circulate my energy and felt that my true energy flowed freely without any hindrance. The force of the palm strike and the wind from the fingertips pierced straight out from my palm. Clearly,

my "Heavenly Gang Divine Skill" had been perfected, and the force of the palm strike had naturally formed.

That day, our master solemnly addressed us, his fellow disciples, saying, "Rumors in the martial world say that the Xuan Tian Manual has fallen into

the hands of the Heavenly Demon Sect. If these rumors are true, it will be the beginning of a catastrophe for the martial world. Although I have no connection with the Heavenly Demon Sect,

I cannot stand idly by and watch them run rampant. You must all heed my wife's teachings and concentrate on your martial arts training, so as not to disappoint my

painstaking ."

After giving his instructions, Master swiftly tapped each of us with his finger,

sending a chill down my spine.

He continued, "To ensure you focus on your training, I will temporarily seal the source of your delusions. I will

return in three months and then enlighten you."

That very night, Master descended the mountain and headed straight for the Heavenly Demon Sect's headquarters—the Senluo Hall on Yandang Mountain.

Master's wife's palms danced with incredible agility; her "Mending the Heaven Palm Technique" was flawless and exquisite. When

she unleashed the final move, "Nuwa Mending the Heavens," she raised her hands high, her face solemn and dignified—truly as beautiful as Guanyin and as powerful

as a giant spirit.

We four brothers were dumbfounded, our admiration for our master's wife's martial arts skills only growing stronger.

I don't know what my three senior brothers thought, but what I observed focused 70% of my attention on our master's wife's full

, firm breasts. When she raised her arms, those two mounds of tender flesh trembled slightly, truly making my

heart flutter and my mind wander.

Our master's wife, "Jade-faced Guanyin" Sun Yingfeng, was renowned in the martial arts world for her beauty. Although she was now thirty-five years old, she

was still stunningly beautiful and alluring.

In private conversations, the four of us often talked about our master's wife. We made no secret of our

desire for her, but those were just our sordid fantasies. In reality, we treated her with utmost respect and never dared to overstep our bounds

in words or actions. After all, thoughts are one thing, actions are another!

The four of us were twenty, nineteen, eighteen, and fifteen years old, respectively. I was the youngest and the most

beloved by our master's wife. When I first came to the mountain at the age of seven, I would cry at night out of fear, and she would hold me and sleep with me!

One day, after practicing our skills, we were taking a bath together when our eldest brother suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Strange!

Why is my precious thing so soft and won't get hard?" He rubbed his penis with his hand and kept complaining in frustration.

A moment later, we were surprised to find that neither of our penises could get hard, and even the method that always

worked – masturbating while thinking about our master's wife – was ineffective.

A thought suddenly struck me, and I exclaimed, "Oh dear! Master meant

this when he said to seal the source of our delusions!"

My exclamation immediately drew complaints from my fellow disciples. The second disciple looked around and whispered, "Master is

really something, afraid we'll steal Master's wife! Doesn't he realize that with our pathetic skills, how could we possibly be a match for

her ?"

The eldest disciple said, "Hehe…you're always so lazy, of course you're pathetic. We're very diligent, our

skills aren't bad at all!"

The second disciple said, "Brother! Don't brag. I admit I'm no match for you when it comes to masturbation…hehe…

as for other things…that's hard to say!"

The third disciple added, "Hehe…Master isn't afraid we'll steal Master's wife, he…" "I'm afraid Master's wife will steal us!

Hehe..."

The eldest brother said, "Have you noticed? Master and Master's wife have been married for over ten years, but they haven't had a single son or daughter

. Is Master's thing... not working?"

The third brother said, "Little Fourth, why aren't you saying anything? Master's wife usually dotes on you the most. Have you been secretly being filial to

Master's wife ? Hehe..."

When I saw the third brother mention me, I chimed in, "Of course I want to be filial to Master's wife secretly! But if Master's wife

turns against me, I can't withstand a punch or a kick from her. Besides, I can't even get my penis up right now, so what am I going to do to be filial?"

Upon hearing this, the three brothers started complaining all at once. But complaining is complaining, and not being able to get an erection is

not being able to get an erection. Helpless, they could only try to get some satisfaction through words.

While they couldn't get an erection, I was different. My master had sealed my Yang meridians with the "Three Yin Hands," but I easily released the seal

afterward with a little internal energy.

Since receiving private instruction from the eccentric old man, my martial arts skills had far surpassed those of my three senior brothers. However, I

was naturally averse to showing off and understood the principle of keeping my abilities hidden. Therefore, even my master and mistress didn't know that I had already reached the twelfth level of our sect's "

Heavenly Gang Divine Skill."

As my three senior brothers continued to complain, a sudden doubt flashed through my mind.

Master used the "Three Yin Hands" to seal our Yang meridians, but the force seemed misplaced.

It might be effective against ordinary martial artists, but my fellow disciples and I have practiced the "Heavenly Gang Divine Skill" since childhood, making us naturally Yang in nature. Furthermore, our

daily practice naturally counteracts the Yin energy of the "Three Yin Hands."

If my judgment is correct, the restrictions on my three senior brothers will automatically lift in ten days to half a month at most.

Moreover due to the added fuel to the fire by the "Three Yin Hands," their lust will actually

intensify after the restrictions are lifted.

How could Master not understand this principle? If Master knew this would be the outcome and still deliberately did it,

what was his purpose?

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. The old man's words, which he often warned me about, echoed in my ears: "Your master

is wicked ; you must be wary of him..."

My judgment proved correct!

Thirteen days after my master descended the mountain... The weather was scorching hot that day, and a torrential downpour followed that night. I had intended to go to the back mountain

to practice my skills, but seeing the heavy rain, I had to give up.

At that moment, my three senior brothers suddenly groaned in unison. The eldest brother jumped up first, turned on the light,

stripped off , looked down at his genitals, and shouted urgently, "Damn it! How come my thing is so swollen

!"

Then the second and third brothers had the same reaction. They trembled all over, their eyes were bloodshot, and each of them

was holding their swollen penises, rapidly stroking them.

Pretending to be asleep, I was about to tell my fellow disciples how to circulate their qi when suddenly, with a bang, my master's wife

burst through the door . "Enemy forces have come to the mountain! Quickly pack your weapons and come with me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed the strange looks on her three disciples' faces. An incredulous look crossed her eyes, and her pretty

face flushed red.

My master's wife had come in the rain, her clothes soaked through, revealing her graceful figure—she looked exquisitely

alluring and sexy.

The three disciples, burning with lust, ignored her warning, their eyes fixed on the two firm,

tender mounds of flesh on her chest.

The master's wife was both ashamed and angry. She gathered her energy in her dantian and unleashed a long roar similar to the lion's roar in Buddhism, called "Phoenix's Roar in the Nine Heavens."

The three brothers were shaken by the roar and their minds were instantly restored.

I, who was lying fully clothed, was the first to draw my sword and leap to the master's wife.

My master's wife gave me a comforting look and said softly, "You're still the most honest one..." Then her voice suddenly rose, and

she snapped, "The three of you are getting more and more outrageous as you grow older! Hurry up and get dressed to prepare for battle!"

The thieves seemed to have come prepared. As soon as we stepped out of the room, all sorts of hidden weapons swarmed at us. My master's wife wielded her flying phoenix sword

, creating a ball of silver light that rolled back and forth, forming a solid barrier as she led my fellow disciples in a desperate attempt to break through.

Darts, iron pellets, silver needles, and poisoned arrows flew everywhere. For a moment, the hidden weapons couldn't harm us, but we

also couldn't break through smoothly.

Seeing that fighting in the heavy rain was not an option, my master's wife led everyone gradually towards the martial arts hall. Once

inside the downpour stopped, and everyone felt comfortable and refreshed.

At this moment, the bandits swarmed into the hall and surrounded us. The bandit leader laughed and said, "Impressive!

Impressive ! Heroine Sun is indeed worthy of her reputation. Our sect has no connection with the couple, but Hero Li caused a great disturbance at our headquarters and

stole the Xuan Tian Secret Manual. Since we cannot find Hero Li, we have no choice but to trouble Heroine Sun to come with us!"

This bandit leader was about forty years old, tall and thin, with a fair face and no beard. His temples were bulging, indicating that he had considerable internal strength

.

The master's wife sneered, "Your sect excels in group fights, and your headquarters is teeming with talent. What ability could my humble husband possibly have to steal

treasures? I'm afraid your sect has framed me, using this as an excuse to provoke a fight!"

Upon hearing this, the bandit leader leered and said, "If my granddaughter wants to drink as punishment, I'll gladly accept your challenge. However...

hehe ... I, Cui Zhehua, have an unseemly bandit name... If my granddaughter loses, you'd better be prepared

... hehe..."

The master's wife's expression changed, and she said sternly, "So you are Cui Zhehua..." "Huh! If I, the Jade-Faced Guanyin, cannot

subdue this demon today, I will only die... Don't even dream about it!"

I was shocked to hear this. This Cui Zhehua was a notorious lecher in the martial arts world, currently a guardian

elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect. It was said that he was skilled in yin-yang cultivation and especially enjoyed raping female warriors with high martial arts skills. If my master's wife fell into his hands,

wouldn't that be...

Cui Zhehua's lecherous eyes lingered on my master's wife's soaked clothes, and he

began to chant obscene eighteen touches.

My master's wife was both ashamed and angry. With a swift movement, she thrust her sword straight at Cui Zhehua's heart. Cui Zhehua quickly turned around and used the "Immortal

Monkey Picking Peaches" move to press his right palm against my master's wife's chest.

The two fought swiftly, exchanging dozens of blows in the blink of an eye. Cui Zhehua, unarmed, showed no signs

of being at a disadvantage .

Seeing the bandits' superior numbers and the bandit leader's formidable martial arts, the master's wife secretly informed the eldest brother, instructing

him to lead us through the secret passage beneath the altar in the main hall to escape.

The eldest brother gave us a wink, then charged towards the altar with his longsword,

creating an opening for the bandits caught off guard. He lifted the altar, revealing the entrance to the secret passage, and ordered us to enter as quickly as possible,

while he would remain to defend the master's wife.

The Heavenly Demon Cult members, seeing our attempt to break through the secret passage, immediately swarmed forward, doing everything in their power to block us.

As she fought, Master's wife moved towards the entrance of the secret passage, but now, in addition to Cui Zhehua, two more skilled fighters were attacking her,

making it difficult for her to approach the passage.

At this moment, Cui Zhehua launched a full-scale attack, pressing forward relentlessly. With his left hand, he used the "Sunset River" technique to block Master's wife's longsword,

while his right palm struck her chest with the "Straight Strike at the Yellow Dragon" technique. Master's wife had no choice but to meet the blow head-on. Their palms

clashed , immediately creating a contest of internal strength, and Master's wife had no strength left to defend herself against the attacks.

Seeing the critical situation, I could no longer afford to conceal my skills. I leaped forward, unleashing a powerful palm strike that instantly sent

two bandits attacking my senior brother flying. I urged my senior brother to enter the secret passage first, while I rushed towards Master's wife.

The other two skilled fighters who were besieging my master's wife were now approaching from behind, intending to launch a sneak attack. Seeing me

arrive like a flying general, they both raised their longswords to strike me.

I met their attacks with both palms, unleashing a surge of internal energy. Their bodies trembled, they staggered backward, instantly spitting out blood and collapsing

to the ground , no longer able to fight back.

Cui Zhehua was shocked by this sight. Her inner energy dissipated, and she immediately fell into a disadvantageous position. Taking advantage of the situation, my master's wife used her strength to shake them off, grabbed my

hand, and rushed into the secret passage.

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