Alone among the beauties

Contents for "Exclusive Beauty"

:

Chapter 1: A Romantic Encounter in the Cave;

Chapter 2: A Mismatched Couple;

Chapter 3: Accidentally Falling Off a Cliff.

Chapter 4 Returning to Simplicity Chapter

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Joy Turns to Sorrow Chapter 6 Cold Jade Divine Skill Chapter 7

Midnight Ecstasy Chapter 8

Yin and Yang Reversed Chapter 9 Unforgettable Chapter 10 Martial Arts Contest for Beauty Chapter 11 A Feast for the Eyes Chapter 12 The Four Friends of Jiangnan Chapter 13 A Long-Awaited Reunion Chapter 14 The Pearl of the Orient Chapter 15 A Woman Disguised as a Man Chapter 16 The Heartless Mother -in-Law Chapter 17 Outstanding Skill Among the Beauties Chapter 18 The Cycle of Retribution Chapter 19 Fighting Three Beauties Alone Chapter 20 Love Has an End Chapter 1 A Romantic Encounter in the Cave 　　"The flowers have faded, spring is gone too soon, I often hate the cold rain in the morning and the wind in the evening! Tears of rouge, lingering in drunkenness, when ? It is the eternal regret of life, like water flowing eastward forever!" Murong Weichang recited Li Yu's "The Night Cry of the Crow" from Jiangnan, but his heart flew to the "Cold Jade Manor . Li Chongguang's poetry is exquisite, each word a gem. Later generations praised it, saying, "Transcendent and unparalleled, ethereal to the bone. Even the most beautiful orchids cannot compare to its splendor; even the most celestial music and cranes cannot stir up resentment." The above-quoted poem, "The Nightingale's Cry," is a nostalgic work written after he left his homeland. Murong Weichang, however, had not experienced the fall of his country or the destruction of his family; he was longing for a woman. What was this woman's name? He didn't know. Her hobbies? Her talents? Her background? He knew nothing! All he knew was that his master's wife had told him that from her back, she seemed to be a woman, a very captivating woman. Of course, this woman had abandoned him in the Cold Jade Mountains; that was all he knew. That was enough, enough to keep him awake at night, tossing and turning. When a man falls for a woman, it is truly an inescapable fate! But he had a way. He had wrapped his longsword in cloth, tucked his jade flute behind his back, and tied a packet of banknotes and gold leaves to his waist . These were essential items for someone about to embark on a long journey. To toil for money was vulgar. To toil for revenge was tiring. To toil for gratitude was pointless. To toil for women was romantic. So he bid farewell to his close female disciples, and paid his respects to his revered teachers, setting off north. The spring breeze caressed his face, willows were green, and peach blossoms were red. Murong Weichang walked briskly, his heart as warm as the rising sun. For the first time, he felt the wonder of nature . But as the sun set and night fell, he realized that darkness still had its days. It was getting dark, and they needed an inn. But amidst these vast mountains, where was the inn? It seemed they would have to spend the night in a cave. They hoped someone would come, but no one appeared; yet, when they didn't want anyone to come, someone did. It wasn't one person, but a group. "Where are the Black Flag followers?" one asked. "Reporting to the leader: they've arrived at Taiping Ridge," another replied. "Good! Red Flag and Yellow Flag, surround them from the east and west! We must bring Miss Xiang up the mountain!" the crowd shouted in unison. Murong Weichang could no longer remain calm. To mobilize such a large force to invite someone—this was truly outrageous! Who was Miss Xiang? Who wanted to invite her? What did they want with her? Like everyone else, Murong Weichang was filled with curiosity about the world. So he quietly followed behind the group. With just one step, he knew these people were skilled, though their martial arts were lacking. The group finally stopped, and Murong Weichang finally saw clearly that there was a thatched hut ahead. "Greetings, Miss Xiang! We, the subordinates of the Red, Yellow, and Black Banners, are here on the King's orders to invite you up the mountain for a chat ," a tall, burly man announced loudly. "Is that the Deadly Blade, Cui Xiangzhu?" a female voice came from inside the hut. "Indeed, it is Cui Sandao." "Why hasn't your king come?" "My king is waiting for your arrival on the mountain." "What if you don't come, young lady?" "This…the king will blame me for not handling things properly." "What does that have to do with me?" "I hope that for the sake of my subordinates and my king's sincerity, you will come to the mountain for a chat." "Why should I consider your subordinates? And what sincerity does your king have?" "So you're refusing, young lady?" "Refusing is not necessarily true. You only need your king to come and welcome me personally, and perhaps I'll be so pleased that I'll really go ?" "There's one more thing, young lady, do you know?" "You're so boring! There are so many things in the world, young lady, do you know which one you want to ask?" "What are the strengths of my three flags, red, yellow, and black?" "I'm not interested, and I don't want to know." "The red flag can set fires; even if you're a stone, you can catch fire. The yellow flag is for letting out the wind; just a whiff of that wind will make you lose all your powers. The black flag controls water; the water is poisonous. Would you like to see it, young lady?" "That sounds terrifying, but I'm not easily scared. " "Red flag, prepare!" Cui Sandao shouted, and a burly man suddenly unfurled a red flag, from which more than ten people emerged . "Set it on fire!" The red flag waved again at the command, and the dozen or so people behind it carried a gourd from behind and simultaneously threw it at a large rock, instantly sending flames soaring into the sky. "Yellow flag, let the wind out!" Another yellow flag was raised, and sure enough, a strong wind arose from the flat ground. It turned out that each man carried a folding fan. When closed and held in their hands, the fans resembled long spears; when opened and fanned vigorously, they were indeed incredibly powerful. The wind fanned the flames, and the fire, aided by the wind, turned half the sky crimson. "Black flag, release the water!" Cui Sandao gave another command. Where the black flag was raised, more than ten burly men emerged, each taking a bag from their back, holding it with both hands, and tossing it upwards. A sudden downpour then fell from the sky. A loud clang was heard.

With a loud crash, the fire was extinguished, the wind stopped, and calm returned.

"What are your thoughts, young lady?" Cui Sandao asked.

"Shameless scoundrel!" the girl replied.

"What does this mean?"

"You failed to provoke me with words, so you've resorted to displaying your martial arts skills? Are you trying to force me to submit to your tyranny?"

"You've misunderstood."

"Misunderstood?"

"If you truly refuse, all our performances on this large rock will be used on this hut

."

"Is this your will, or your king's?"

"Is it even a question?"

"It seems you either die in the fire, perished in the poisonous winds and waters, or you must accompany me to the mountain.

"

"There's no third way."

"No, no, no, whether there's a third way isn't something you can decide with a single word."

"Don't you believe me?"

"Of course I don't believe you!"

As the voice spoke, a girl in yellow appeared before the thatched hut.

None of the thirty-odd people present noticed how the girl emerged from the hut. Everyone

only felt a blur before their eyes, and the girl in yellow was already standing before them.

Murong Weichang, hiding behind a rock, had the same feeling.

It was as if the girl had always been standing outside the door.

It was as if a girl had always been there.

The torches illuminated the area before the door, making it as bright as day. The girl in yellow's

clothes fluttered, captivatingly beautiful

. In an instant, even the mountain wind stopped.

"Master Cui," the girl in yellow said.

"Please give your orders, young lady," Cui Sandao bowed respectfully.

"Look, am I beautiful?" The girl in yellow paused, her body twirling slightly.

"Unrivaled in heaven and earth."

"You'd be willing to kill me?"

"I wouldn't." Cui Sandao spoke from the heart.

Men like women, especially beautiful women!

However, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she is not as precious as one's own life.

When faced with the choice between one's own life and a beautiful woman, no one would choose the latter

.

Unless, of course, he was the biggest fool in the world.

Although Cui Sandao was simple-minded, he was no fool, so after saying "I wouldn't," he

had to add, "If you come with us to see the King."

"If I don't go to see your King, you'll kill me?" the girl in yellow added.

"We are acting under orders."

"Alright, do it."

"This young lady is courting death." Cui Sandao waved his hand and shouted, "Red flag, pay attention..."

As the red flag waved, more than ten burly men, each holding a gourd, pointed it at the girl in yellow.

"I'll count to three. If you still don't agree after the word 'three,' then don't blame me for being ruthless. One..."

"You don't need to count."

"Two..." Cui Sandao raised his hand.

"Wait!" Murong Weichang emerged from the shadows.

"You are..." Cui Sandao lowered his hand and turned to Murong Weichang.

"Murong Weichang."

"I've heard so much about you."

"Brother Cui, could you do me a favor?"

"What favor?"

"Let this young lady go." Cui Sandao suddenly burst into laughter, shaking the leaves to their very core.

"Do you know who I am?"

"No."

"Do you know who she is?"

"No." "

My king has repeatedly instructed me to find a way to invite her. Do you know why?" "

No. " "You

know nothing, yet you insist on meddling? " "

I only know one thing."

"Speak!"

"Men bullying women, the many oppressing the few, the many defeating the few, and helping those in need." "There are

countless injustices in the world. Can you possibly manage them all?" "

I haven't seen other things, so how can I interfere? There are some things I'm too lazy to bother with, but I'm determined to get involved in this one.

"

"Murong Weichang, I think you're captivated by her!"

"Everyone has a love for beauty."

"Good, you're blunt." Cui Sandao paused, then said, "But it's all in vain if she doesn't like you."

"That's her business! I will never force her." Murong Weichang said.

"How do you know I don't like him?" The girl approached Murong Weichang, but asked Cui Sandao instead.

"Girl, if you truly like him, you should immediately come with us to see the King."

"Why?"

"Because if you don't go, he will die a horrible death just like you."

"You're so confident." Murong Weichang said.

"No one can escape my Red, Yellow, and Black Three-Flag Formation." Cui Sandao said.

"You're a strange person," the girl turned to Murong Weichang and said, "Why did you stand up for me?"

"I saw injustice."

"Are you confident you can defeat Cui Sandao?"

"No."

"Then aren't you courting death?"

"It's possible."

"Not possible, it's inevitable."

"So what?"

"To die for a stranger, don't you feel a little regretful?"

"As long as it's what's right, as long as one cherishes beauty, what in this world is worth a man risking his life

for, to live with joy and die without regret?"

"A fool, a fool." The girl sighed softly, "Hey, do you have any last words?

Should I tell your family?"

"I don't understand."

"What's there to not understand! You're so young and handsome, how could no girl not like you?

Don't you need to tell her anything before you die?" Murong Weichang hesitated slightly: he thought of his

junior sister who secretly harbored feelings for him and his senior sister who was secretly in love with him. But this was only a fleeting, imperceptible moment, so brief that

no one noticed.

"That's not what I don't understand."

"Then what is it?"

"How come I'm sure to die if I come to help you, yet you're unharmed?"

"You're not just a fool, you're a complete fool."

"Please tell me, young lady."

"A woman can die at the hands of another woman, but she will never die at the hands of a man. Especially a beautiful and gentle woman.

"

"Hmm!"

"And, before you die, do you want to know my name?"

"What difference does it make whether you know or not when you're about to die?"

"Since it's all the same, why not know?"

"Please tell me."

"Rainbow Clouds Fly, is that a nice name?"

"Yes, it is.

" "Really?"

"Absolutely true."

"But the nickname is a bit vulgar."

"Hmm, you have a nickname, young lady?"

"Yes."

"Then please tell me."

"A Moment of Ecstasy." Many things are unexpected. He would never have

associated the stunningly beautiful Cai Yunfei standing before him with the incredibly poignant and cold nickname "A Moment of Ecstasy." What

was especially unexpected was that she herself uttered the nickname, and in a calm tone, even with a hint of

self-admiration .

"You really like this nickname."

"Nicknames are for everyone, whether you like them or not."

"That makes sense."

"If you change your mind now..."

"Change your mind?"

"That means you can let them kill me, it's not too late." He hesitated for a moment, but then made up

his mind .

"A true man finishes what he starts. Once they've fought you one-on-one, I'll withdraw."

"Boy," Cui Sandao had changed his address, "Do you think you're invincible? That we can't kill you

?"

"I believe no one can escape your Three Flags Formation."

"Then why don't you get out of the way?"

"As long as you don't attack as a group."

"You ungrateful fool."

"To kill this young lady, you must first kill me."

"Killing you is easy!"

Cui Sandao raised his hand.

"You know my nickname and you still want to save me?"

"What's so vulgar about your nickname? It's human nature to eat and drink, to be with someone. Wine doesn't intoxicate, people intoxicate themselves;

beauty doesn't bewitch ! Besides, how can I question who was right and who was wrong in the past? I'm just helping someone in need

."

"Fine! What a big fool! For me to have you as a friend is a blessing."

"Set it on fire!" Cui Sandao pressed down with his hand.

Where the red flag waved, gourds flew, and with a "boom," flames erupted.

However, many things took a dramatic turn from that "however."

At the same time as the flames burst forth, Caiyunfei's slender feet faltered, and the place where she stood suddenly sank.

Caiyunfei and Murong Weichang vanished simultaneously.

The tunnel wound its way upwards.

Caiyunfei held Murong Weichang's left hand.

The tunnel was narrow, so she nestled close to him.

Her fragrance, like orchids and musk, filled his nostrils, coursing through his veins.

It wasn't the first time he'd walked so close to a young girl, nor the first time he'd been so intimate with her.

But this was the first time he truly felt something different:

how wonderful it was to hold the woman he secretly liked in his arms!

He wished the tunnel would never end.

He wished it would last forever.

But then, light appeared ahead.

He knew he had left the cave.

Outside was a secluded valley, the sunset casting a magical veil over the wilderness; the flowers, grass, and rocks all appeared

so peaceful and serene.

Caiyunfei rested her head on his shoulder.

Murong Weichang, without anyone noticing, had somehow wrapped his arm around her slender waist.

At that moment, faced with this scene, he was at a loss for words.

Suddenly, a ray of sunlight pierced through the mountaintop, like a sharp sword cleaving the peak.

Cai Yunfei suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Can you get rid of your habit of meddling in other people's business?"

"If a martial artist doesn't have a chivalrous heart, then what's the point of practicing martial arts?"

"So you can't get rid of it.

" "Everyone should intervene in matters of injustice.

" "Do you know how many people like you there are in the world?"

"How many?"

"Just you."

"No, at least two." Murong Weichang's tone was very firm.

"Who is that?" Caiyunfei asked疑惑地.

"You!" She was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.

"Am I also a busybody?"

"Maybe not before, but from today onwards, you are."

"You believe me?"

"I believe my eyes." Caiyunfei remained silent for a long time.

"Am I not seeing things correctly?"

"To make sure your eyes are truly accurate, well, I won't disappoint you."

"Thank you."

"Do you know the consequences of meddling in other people's business?"

"A true man should do his best in everything he does. What joy is there in living, what fear is there in dying! Who cares about the consequences?

"

"Those who meddle in other people's business get into trouble." "Life is inherently troublesome. Unless you become an immortal or a Buddha, you can no

longer concern yourself with human grudges, right and wrong, wine, women, wealth, and anger!"

"But what about the ability to eliminate trouble?" He was stunned. To be honest, he himself had no idea whether his skills were high or low,

because he was also a novice in the martial arts world.

"Your kung fu isn't very advanced. I could sense your internal strength the moment I grabbed your hand."

"How was it?"

"Extremely ordinary, not even worthy of being called a fourth-rate fighter." Cai Yunfei suddenly turned around, casually grabbing at

the stone wall . A stone the size of an egg was already in his hand, and without a sound, fine stone dust fell to the ground with a soft patter.

He wondered if he was dreaming.

"Fool, why don't you give it a try?"

"Why bother? Do you think I don't know my own limitations?"

"You have a sword, how about we spar?"

"Swords are merciless, but..."

"You're afraid of hurting me?"

"That's right." "If that's the case, then I might as well ignore the affairs of the world." Murong Weichang naturally understood the

implication .

A man's head may be severed, blood may flow, but his pride must not be lost!

"Very well, I'll experience your skill, young lady." Murong Weichang drew his sword, a

sword that had never truly harmed anyone before.

"You can begin."

"You...you're using your bare hands?"

"Isn't that incredibly disrespectful?" She suddenly leaped up, soaring several meters as if riding on air.

When she landed, a willow branch appeared in her hand.

He couldn't help but feel indignant; he knew he couldn't do that himself. Although every man

would feel angry in this situation.

"Watch out!" The words were spoken as her sword flashed, a white light streaking across the sky.

She didn't back down, but instead raised the delicate willow branch, placing it on his sword.

The frail, four-ounce willow branch on the sword felt like a heavy iron rod, weighing over a thousand pounds. If he hadn't been

prepared , how could he have held onto that sword!

She adopted a defensive stance from the very first move.

The second move was merciless; the white light flashed and then surged, faster than lightning, advancing straight ahead.

He was fast, but she was even faster; the sword tip had barely left the ground when the willow branch already pointed at the vital point of the chest. The third move, not daring to be too forceful

, was a sudden upward thrust aimed at the opponent's Tian Tu acupoint.

But just as it seemed about to hit, it was still a step too slow; the willow branch had already swept towards the lower back.

The fourth, fifth, and all the way to the tenth move, each time the sword was just about to strike, the opponent was already slightly restrained

.

A single point, though only a moment, was enough to turn the victor into the vanquished, the survivor into the dead.

He sighed deeply, the sword tip pointing diagonally to the ground.

"I lost," he

said, filled with regret. "He who knows shame is close to courage," she said.

"It seems I really shouldn't have meddled."

"Meddling isn't wrong, the important thing is whether you can actually do it." "If

I had known you were so capable, I... I was truly overestimating myself and making a fool of myself." "If you hadn't overestimated yourself, how would we have met?" "With your exceptional intelligence, wouldn't it be beneath you to know someone as mediocre as me?" "No, quite the opposite." "The opposite?" "That's right. I'll help you cultivate your inner strength, and you'll help me avenge myself." "Avenge yourself? " "I can't let that 'butterfly' bully me like this." "Who's the 'butterfly'?" "Cui Sandao's King." The girl in yellow, Cai Yunfei, resembled a blooming, delicate rose, while Murong Weichang, dressed in blue, stood tall and proud like a cypress . One was graceful and elegant. The other was dashing and free-spirited. The environment can influence people; watching the swallows dance in pairs and the butterflies flutter in pairs, the two beautiful people couldn't help but exchange glances . The valley was beautiful—the rocks, the water, the trees, the flowers—and the people were even more beautiful. Cai Yunfei truly lived up to her reputation for being exceptionally intelligent. "Is there someone in your heart?" she asked. "You are indeed remarkably perceptive," he replied. "You admit it?" "Of course." "What's her name? What does she do? Where does she live?" "I only know she lives at Cold Jade Manor." "You probably don't know anything about Cold Jade Manor!" "I don't know." "Was there any danger along the way?" "I could only be careful." "Could you tell me about Cold Jade Manor?" "No." "Why?" "Because you wouldn't believe me even if I told you." "In fact, you've already told me a little." "Hey, you can play the flute?" she suddenly asked. "I know a little." "May I hear you play a tune?" "I'm just afraid it might offend your ears, young lady." "A man shouldn't be so polite." "What should a man be like?" "A man should listen to a woman." She smiled. "In that case, I can't be an exception." So he began to play the white jade flute. He played "High Mountains and Flowing Water," one of the ten most famous Chinese melodies. Unexpectedly, after he played only two lines, she spread her arms and began to dance gracefully. Her clear singing voice, along with her dance steps and the melodious flute music, filled the entire valley. She was indeed a talented singer and dancer. The flute's melody flowed even more smoothly, sometimes soaring like a thousand troops, surging waves, sometimes gentle like a spring breeze , birdsong and fragrant flowers. Her singing voice was equally captivating, its intonations rising and falling, its highs and lows, its rapids and slows, like the warbling of orioles and the gurgling of springs flowing down a rapid. The singing and the flute's melody complemented each other, creating a vibrant and varied spectacle. A single note drifted into the valley. He passionately took her hand, cupped it in his palm, and gently caressed it. She nestled shyly into his arms, panting softly, her breath glistening with fragrant sweat. Nothing could be more enchanting than what had happened today. By the time she had taught him a method of breathing exercises, darkness had completely fallen. Murong Weichang hadn't expected Caiyunfei to have prepared so many things in this stone cave in the valley; it was practically everything imaginable. Especially noteworthy was the jar of "Ten Mile Fragrance" liquor. He wasn't a drinker, but he couldn't bear to refuse her kindness, and besides, such a beautiful occasion—how could he be without wine with such a lovely woman! So he and she clinked glasses three times, each cup downed! The stone cave had two chambers, an inner and an outer one. Candles were lit inside. Murong Weichang lay on the bed made of a large stone, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Not only could he not fall asleep, but he also felt a strange urge.

Everywhere he looked, he saw exquisitely beautiful women. It was as if the fragrance of those young girls still wafted over him,

as if their silvery voices still echoed in his ears.

He felt an emptiness in his chest, a pent-up energy that needed release, and when he wanted to release it, he

could no suppress his desire.

But what…what would she think?

Just then, he heard a faint sigh from the darkness.

A meeting of minds.

Murong Weichang, without even putting on his shoes, had already entered the inner cave.

"Wow!" he exclaimed in surprise. His mind kept asking, "Is this real, or a dream?"

The candlelight cast a hazy glow over the inner cave, making everything seem so magical.

She lay naked on the stone bed, her

jade-like body sprawled out. She was obviously not asleep.

Because she smiled at him and clearly whispered, "I've been waiting for you for so long!" He somehow found himself

before the bed, even though it was very, very close to the cave entrance.

He tried several times to back away, but his legs seemed to no longer belong to him.

Now, he stood before the stone bed, and before the beautiful woman.

Her long eyelashes gently fell, was it coquettishness? Was it shyness? Dreamlike beauty. Her straight and delicate nose was

exceptionally beautiful, like a stone sculpture of a fairy. Her nostrils twitched slightly, revealing that her heart was not at peace.

Her lips were small and sensual, their color a vibrant red, like ripe cherries. Now, her

lips parted slightly, revealing glimpses of her pearly white teeth, like shimmering fragments of jade.

Her features were like a poem, a song, harmoniously and perfectly set upon her fair, slightly

flushed face.

Murong Weichang was intoxicated, mesmerized… The Creator was so wondrous, truly creating such an exquisite

face.

Murong Weichang had never dared to imagine, never even dared to conceive, that such a captivating beauty existed in the world.

He didn't know how much time had passed before his gaze finally left her face.

The moment his eyes swept over her body, his heart trembled as if struck by lightning.

Murong Weichang had seen countless girls' faces, but this was the first

time .

Her rounded shoulders were so delicate, they seemed to drip with moisture. Her breasts, smooth and lustrous like solidified cream, stood

facing each other nipples, a vibrant rosy hue, seemed to overflow with allure, radiating irresistible charm.

Her lower abdomen was gently rounded, delicate and supple. The Shenque acupoint in the center was faintly visible, appearing mysterious and

deep.

Below her abdomen, a tuft of curly pubic hair, glossy black, spread out, forming a striking

contrast with her jade-white skin.

Her thighs gleamed with an ivory-like sheen, long and shapely.

"Wow! Skin like ice and jade, a beauty made of water," he murmured dreamily, his thoughts racing.

What should he do next? He forgot! And he dared not!

Suddenly, Caiyunfei abruptly turned and stood up.

Suddenly, she grabbed his hand.

Suddenly, she pressed his hand against her own breasts.

Murong Weichang felt a sudden dizziness, but quickly regained his senses.

At this moment, no man would faint.

Murong Weichang felt a warm sensation within him.

The warmth seeped into his heart, bringing him pleasure.

The warmth seeped into his meridians, making him feel comfortable.

The warmth also aroused his already pent-up desire.

Murong Weichang's hands gently caressed her breasts, grasping, releasing, pinching the nipples, and gently shaking them.

She immediately felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, a tingling, itchy sensation throughout her body, as if she were floating.

Cai Yunfei involuntarily embraced him.

Only then did Cai Yunfei realize that Murong Weichang was leaning his head towards her.

"Wow! You smell so good," Murong Weichang said.

"You...you're intoxicating..." Cai Yunfei couldn't finish her sentence.

Because Murong Weichang silenced her with his lips.

Murong Weichang took her two delicate lips entirely into his mouth and sucked on them forcefully.

"Smack..." "Smack..." Cai Yunfei then offered him her tongue.

Murong Weichang was so greedy; that pink tongue was as slippery as a nimble snake, sometimes extending, sometimes retracting. He finally managed to suck it in, only to have it escape again

.

Cai Yunfei also sucked on his tongue, sucking hard, as if she wanted to swallow it whole.

The kisses and sucking were like oil on a raging fire, and waves of desire surged forth.

Murong Weichang didn't leave her mouth.

She slipped her hands inside Murong Weichang's clothes, gently caressing his strong chest muscles.

With each touch, Murong Weichang felt an indescribable excitement.

His hands left Cai Yunfei's breasts, sliding down her back to knead her buttocks. He pulled

her closer, pressing her lower body against his.

"You...you're amazing!"

"I only want to make you happy." "

There's a fire in my heart, it seems to be melting me." "Make

that fire burn brighter."

"You want me to burn?"

"I'd rather melt away with you." Cai Yunfei had already unbuttoned his shirt.

His chest was broad and strong, seemingly capable of embracing all of life's risks.

Cai Yunfei rested her cheek against his firm chest, gently caressing it.

Murong Weichang unbuttoned his lower garment.

And so, their two naked bodies embraced once more.

"Tighter, tighter!" Cai Yunfei murmured dreamily.

"I...I really want to enter your body," Murong Weichang said, holding her tightly.

"Then...no, let's play a little longer," Cai Yunfei said, leaning back against him.

Murong Weichang leaned over the edge of the bed.

"You've done... ouch..."

"Did what?"

"This... this is what sex is?"

"So this is what sex is?"

"Don't keep grabbing my breasts, try sucking on them..."

"Oh, I can't remember." Murong Weichang hurriedly took his left breast into his mouth.

"Hey, so... so beautiful..."

"Mmm, gently... gently."

"Now you... wow, it's so numb... your hand..."

"How's my hand?"

"Don't just sit there!"

"Hehe, look at me!" Murong Weichang sucked on her right breast again, while gently

rubbing .

"Ouch... good... good."

"You... you..."

"What's wrong with me?"

"Your hand?" Caiyunfei suddenly grabbed his penis with her hand.

"Gently..."

"Ah, so thick, so long, so..." He had already placed his hand on Caiyunfei's clitoris.

"Rub... rub..."

"Put it on..."

"Quick... quick... ouch..."

"What?" "

Let's get serious." "

I'm almost at my limit too."

"Brother Murong, you can't just think of yourself..."

"Of course, you have to have a heart of chivalry."

"You have to listen to me when it comes to releasing the flood."

"If you can't hold back..."

"Then rinse your head with cold water." It seems Caiyunfei is an expert.

Murong Weichang then remembered Caiyunfei's nickname, "A Moment of Ecstasy."

It's not easy to become a nickname; it takes many moments of ecstasy to be remembered.

He vaguely sensed that the jade-like body beneath his hands seemed somewhat unclean. He

wondered how many people had touched those breasts.

How many hands had kneaded that mons pubis.

He desperately wanted to leave immediately.

But the jade-like body was simply too alluring; his feet seemed to no longer belong to him.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Everything I want to see."

"Do you remember the breathing technique I taught you?"

"I remember."

"Good! Climb on top of me, like this, hold me tight." Murong Weichang did as he was told,

though somewhat clumsy, but endearingly so.

"Put... gently... such a thick... jade rod here." Cai Yunfei pulled the jade rod close to her

labia.

Unfortunately, Murong Weichang couldn't find the right spot.

Who says matters between men and women don't need to be taught? Who says some things are innate knowledge?

Caiyunfei released her grip on the jade rod, then began

to caress his chest, his armpits, and his back again.

Murong Weichang's passion surged again, several warm currents converging towards his groin; his penis had become an iron rod,

the glans swollen and emitting a purple sheen.

He had an uncontrollable desire: to insert his own penis into Caiyunfei's body.

Caiyunfei's lower abdomen rose, perfectly meeting his penis.

Suddenly, the penis seemed to come alive, effortlessly, with a "plop," it burst in.

"Mmm, that feels so good!"

"You've never had this experience before, have you?"

"Of course. Do you want me to?" "What does it matter to me whether you have it or not? Hmm, slowly

pull out, slowly insert… just until you reach climax… Yes, put your legs together, between mine…

"

"You seem quite experienced." "

Is the nickname 'Moment of Ecstasy' easy to come by?"

"Are you proud of this nickname?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"This isn't a compliment."

"Not being a compliment isn't necessarily a bad thing. You know how many people verbally abuse me while simultaneously trying

their best to please me, wanting a moment of pleasure with me. Wow…"

"What's wrong?"

"Oh my, your penis is so long! Just now, when you used so much force, I... I almost fainted from pleasure."

"Shall I use more force?"

"You can gradually increase the pace. The faster your penis rubs against the walls of your vagina, the more comfortable it will feel." Murong Weichang

raised and lowered his hips...

The penis moved in and out with the rise and fall of his hips...

"Now you need to focus your energy and silently recite the internal energy cultivation method, letting your true energy circulate throughout your body." Murong Weichang didn't

speak, but he did as he was told.

He immediately felt as if he were bathing in a clear, bright pool of water, the water so warm and comforting.

It made him feel so comfortable and refreshed!

A feeling of comfort and pleasure gradually spread throughout his body. A warm current rose from his groin,

slowly traveling along the meridians to the acupoints throughout his body.

Murong Weichang continued his mechanical thrusting.

Cai Yunfei skillfully and forcefully met his movements.

Finally, after the true energy circulated throughout his body, it slowly gathered in his dantian.

At the same time, an indescribable pleasure seemed to be slowly concentrating in his groin.

"I...I want to release."

"Has the technique been completed?"

"It has been completed."

"Then just enjoy yourself." These words were more like celestial music, a jade-like sound, and his lust suddenly surged

.

He took a deep breath, and his penis instantly grew even thicker. He gently and slowly withdrew it, then

thrust it in .

"Wow...so pleasurable..."

"Your hole is amazing, it feels like it's all the way in, yet also like it's unfathomably deep..."

"The hole is always bigger than the penis."

"I feel like all my bones are melting."

"It's soul-stirring, bone-melting, my muscles are weak and my bones are sore! That extreme pleasure comes from the very marrow of my bones."

"Thud..."

"Splat..." He thrust in and out with lightning speed. The sounds of "thud..." blended together.

"Wow! Okay...faster!"

"Plop..."

"I'm going to heaven! Colorful clouds are flying everywhere...mmm...I'm holding on tight..."

"I need to tighten my abs..."

"Tighten your abs?"

"Just tighten your lower abdomen, and the muscles at the vaginal opening will contract, tightly gripping your penis..."

"Wonderful, quick...quickly

tighten your abs..." "The orgasm is coming."

"Another orgasm?"

"You'll never forget this... Hey, feel it closely, see if your penis is covered?"

"You're so considerate."

"Call me 'sister'." He was startled, his lust slightly diminished.

At this moment, men are usually the most obedient.

"Yun-mei!"

"Ah..." she responded softly, suddenly lifting her hips and forcefully closing her labia.

"Ah..." Murong Weichang almost exploded with pleasure. His legs lifted, and his semen finally broke free

, shooting out like an arrow.

The two of them hugged each other tightly at the same time.

A soul-stirring, bone-melting pleasure enveloped them both simultaneously.

Their souls seemed to leave their bodies, their bodies seemed to fly, enjoying the deepest pleasure of life in this instant.

How much time had passed was unknown.

Their souls finally returned to each other.

Murong Weichang then realized that a part of his body was still inside her. Cai Yunfei also realized that her jade-like arms were still embracing him, as if trying to envelop

him entirely . He buried his head between her breasts once more, feeling their softness, warmth, and smoothness. "Would you like to do it again?" Cai Yunfei asked softly. "Want to try?" "No, no, I was just asking." Cai Yunfei grabbed his clothes and helped him put them on, straightening and fastening them. Murong Weichang stroked Cai Yunfei's wax-like body, his heart filled with sweetness. How perfect! How wonderful! How alluring! Just now you held her in your arms and let yourself enter her. The spring night was heavy with dew, and fearing Caiyunfei would catch a cold, he helped her put on her clothes, one by one. "It's time to practice," Caiyunfei said, pulling him to sit on the stone bed. Murong Weichang sat down as instructed. "Use the same method of circulating qi as when you first intercourse, letting your true qi flow through all the acupoints of your body, continuously circulating it for three cycles without interruption. " "I remember!" "No matter what happens during this time, you must ignore it completely. If thunder roars in the sky, hear it but don't listen; if rocks collapse before you, see it but don't see it!" "I know." " Absolutely, absolutely!" Caiyunfei left the inner cave. Murong Weichang sat alone on the bed. Caiyunfei repeatedly gave him instructions, hoping he would follow them. However, anything taken to excess will backfire. If she had only given a casual instruction, Murong Weichang might have complied. But her excessive seriousness aroused his concerns. Cultivating internal energy for three cycles only takes two hours. What could happen in those two short hours? Practicing internal energy requires concentration and calmness, but he now harbored doubts. Nevertheless, he sat cross-legged on the stone bed as instructed. Because the joyful and ethereal feeling within him remained, he entered a favorable state with just a slight exertion of energy. One cycle had passed. Two cycles had passed. Half of the three cycles had been completed, and the true energy in each meridian would soon gather in the dantian. Just then, he heard a strange sound.

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