Ning Caichen's Infinite Harem 1-30 Complete

Chapter 001 A Clichéd Way to Die

"Tang...Xiao...Chen!!!" A pig-like scream rang out. Luckily, she was far from the lobby, otherwise this scream would have boosted the number of complaints for the month. The screamer was a female clerk in her early twenties. At this moment, she had the urge to kick open the door and rush into the toilet.

"Damn it, going to the toilet is enough for a whole National People's Congress meeting. I'll drag you out today, you bastard." Thinking this, she raised her fist to punch the door. At this moment, the door opened with a "bang" and a young man in the store uniform came out. He looked at her with an embarrassed expression. The female clerk's hand was still raised in the air. She grabbed the collar of the man who was pulling up his pants. Her expression was extremely angry, as if she was about to smash her forehead into the bridge of his nose.

Tang Xiaochen; male, average height, average looks, average family background… well, average. After graduating from university, he experienced a spectacular unemployment, only to be spectacularly hired by this "foreign company" near his parents' home, with a one-year contract. He's been there for about half a year now, but his take-home pay adds up to less than a few hundred yuan. It's not that foreigners are exploiting the flowers of our motherland, but this guy is basically causing trouble every day. When he first arrived, he worked at the counter as a cashier, and besides making mistakes in billing or giving the wrong items, he was handing out an average of over 200 yuan a day. When he was caught, he called it "giving back to the public." At the end of the month, when he went to collect his salary, the manager told him that he had given back to the public… Of course, he also overcharged a few times, and… 99% of that money ended up in his own pocket. Later, the manager had no choice but to let him deliver food. All he could find was an electric scooter, so he could do whatever he wanted with it. But he completely underestimated Tang Xiaochen's abilities. Two weeks later, wherever he went to deliver, no one ordered food anymore, and they even preferred to walk several blocks to buy it themselves rather than have it delivered by someone else.

…Li was seething with anger. He seemed to be working hard, but he was just causing trouble every day. She wanted to fire him, but then she heard that his aunt's brother-in-law's uncle was some kind of person in the Industry and Commerce Bureau, so she wisely chose the middle path. This clown had to be kept, but she would definitely not use him unless absolutely necessary. He was very approachable, treating everyone, regardless of age or gender, like a brother. Sigh…it's tough to get by these days… The scene shifts back to the one grabbing someone's collar, named Lin Wen. She was a year older than the guy she thought deserved to be killed, and…only a little shorter than Tang Xiaochen. She had an oval face, big eyes, thin lips, and was very thin but had exceptionally good skin. When Tang Xiaochen first arrived, she had stared at her lewdly for a while. Overall, she was much prettier than average-looking, but still quite a distance from being a stunning beauty. She knew nothing about her family background, but she changed her shoes every two days and didn't repeat them for months. With Tang Xiaochen's shoe knowledge, he could only recognize brands like Nike, Adidas, and New Balance; he couldn't recognize the other brands. Therefore, he concluded that the woman was either from a family that made counterfeit shoes, or she was here to work and experience life... Well, neither seemed quite right.

Finally, Tang finished straightening his pants and smoothing his collar, then said with utmost sincerity, "Oh, Sister Lin, what's the rush?" Lin Wen froze for three seconds upon hearing this, then, realizing what he meant, forcefully pulled Tang Xiaochen from 30 centimeters to 10 centimeters, glaring at him and yelling, "You bastard! I told you this morning that it's the weekend and I'd have you deliver two takeout orders, and you've already forgotten?" Tang Xiaochen slapped his forehead, looking apologetic, and shook his head repeatedly, saying, "Oh, Sister Lin, look at this mess, I completely forgot. Leave it to me... I'd deliver anything, even a grenade! Anyway, I was just doing this when you..." The speaker spoke with such conviction, but the listener's anger instantly spiked to 100, on the verge of exploding! "How many times have we done this? It's always the same old slap-on-the-head act! Can't you come up with something new? Judging from your tone, this job should be mine!" Although she was furious inside, Lin Wen remained outwardly calm. She'd only feel good if he could see she was angry. Lin Wen released his collar, waved her hand, and said, "Alright, alright, go on your way—don't get hit by a car on the road, tch!" She turned and walked towards the lobby, giving him a fierce glare before leaving. Tang Xiaochen stood at the bathroom door, sighing deeply; if this woman got married, she'd probably turn into a shrew. He couldn't imagine what Lin Wen would be like as a shrew. Sigh, he was overthinking again. But to be honest, her glare was kind of... well... After putting down the takeout and putting on his helmet, Tang Xiaochen felt a slight excitement: it had been so long since he'd ridden this tortoise-like bike. He'd been cooped up in the shop for so long, it was time to get out and ride around. "Those capitalist bastards from American imperialism are real scoundrels. How can this piece of junk still be ridden? It throws a bunch of parts off every time you turn a corner. And it's Old Ma? If he weren't dead, I'd be following him long ago." Thinking this, he hopped on the bike, completely forgetting that he'd failed National Chengchi University three times in a row. It was mid-May, the weather was just right for a breath of fresh air, and riding the electric bike with the breeze was truly pleasant. It turns out that people who lack ambition are easily satisfied with life… “Just two more streets and we’re there. This guy really has money to live in Mykal.” Thinking this, he reached an intersection. Seeing the traffic light about to turn green, Tang Xiaochen slightly twisted the accelerator. Because this old car was particularly slow, people behind him would urge him on, so he usually started moving before the light turned green to avoid being stuck. But unexpectedly, today the car suddenly went berserk and lurched forward, almost leaving him behind. Tang Xiaochen realized something was wrong as soon as he started moving and instinctively stepped on the brakes. The electric scooter stopped after only two meters. There were no cars on either side of the intersection, but things really are different when the protagonist is different. Suddenly, a Honda scooter darted out from the left, and with only his electric scooter in the middle of the intersection, the Honda seemed to have aimed precisely and crashed straight into him… Only then did Tang Xiaochen have time to turn his head slightly. Just as he caught a glimpse of the Honda logo, he felt a sudden weight lift his body, as if his head had been violently pulled to the left. With a loud thud, his helmet slammed against the windshield… The world went silent; all sound and image had been forcibly pulled away. At that moment, Tang Xiaochen had only one thought: Lin Wen—I'll rape you when I get back! Before his nerves could even register the pain, his body was scooped into the air by the flat front of the car, then slammed to the ground with a "thud" following a parabolic trajectory.

His helmet was shattered; Tang Xiaochen lay on his back, surrounded by shards of glass. His vision was blurry, and he couldn't breathe. He tried to roll over and stand up, but found he couldn't lift his arms; his entire body was paralyzed. Dark red blood flowed down his forehead to the ground. A sweet taste rose in his throat, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood splattered on his face, but he felt much better in his chest, as if he could breathe normally again. His mind didn't conjure up the image of someone reviewing their life before dying, as seen in movies (a common trope in American films, which I personally find rather cliché...). Xiao Chen calmly looked at the clouds in the sky, the sounds of car horns and people's gasps slowly filling his ears. He silently murmured, "Clouds... Clouds..." and then breathed his last...

Chapter 002

: Transmigrating to Ancient Times When Tang Xiao Chen regained his senses after absorbing the power of Xiahou Swordsman, he had transmigrated to ancient times, into the body of a poor scholar named Ning Caichen! He was 20 years old.

Yes, the Ning Caichen from *A Chinese Ghost Story*, and the version starring Wang Zuxian, because Ning Caichen was now going to a town called Guo Bei to collect debts, just like the older brother in Wang Zuxian's version.

Damn it, I never expected to transmigrate into the character played by Leslie Cheung. How tragic! But thankfully, this time I'm not powerless. When I transmigrated, Tang Xiaochen was given a cheat code; he now possesses two unique things.

One was a weapon called Soul Devourer, similar to Zhang Xiaofan's weapon in the novel *Zhu Xian*. The second was a secret manual implanted in his mind called the "Immortal Absorption Technique." This manual described a technique that could absorb the power of various gods, immortals, demons, and monsters, similar to the Star Absorption Technique in martial arts novels. This technique had four benefits: First, the practitioner could gain immortality and could help anyone return to life; second, Soul Devourer could absorb the opponent's power remotely; third, there was no limit to who could be absorbed, even saints could have their power absorbed without the risk of exploding; fourth, by absorbing the power of another, one could learn all of that person's techniques!

Upon acquiring these two magical treasures, Tang Xiaochen was overjoyed and accepted Ning Caichen's identity.

From then on, there was no longer Tang Xiaochen, only Ning Caichen!

Ning Caichen, having inherited all the memories of his original body, naturally knew he was very handsome, which made him very happy. With good looks, he could easily woo the ladies! Hahaha… Ning Caichen immediately began cultivating by the stream.

This skill seemed tailor-made for him; after only an hour of practice, he had completely mastered it. He was overjoyed!

“Hahaha… From now on, the world will be mine to play with! I’m invincible!” Ning Caichen laughed heartily. With such a cheat code, plus his immortality, who could possibly trouble him?

Hehe, now he should go find his little sister Xiaoqian! Ning Caichen thought lewdly.

This dynasty was a fictional era, the country was called Da Hua, and the emperor's surname was Yang. The world wasn't peaceful at this time; treacherous officials held sway in the court. Fortunately, the common people hadn't been greatly affected; apart from rampant bandits, there wasn't much else.

However, Ning Caichen knew that the country was currently controlled by the demon Cihang Pudu, but since Cihang Pudu wasn't his current target, he would temporarily ignore it!

At this moment, Ning Caichen was walking along a mountain path, a light drizzle falling. Soon, he arrived at a dilapidated pavilion, where he witnessed the following scene.

A burly swordsman was fighting several men who appeared to be bandits. The bandits were no match for him and were quickly killed!

"Hmph, you people, daring to steal my purse, you deserve to die!" the swordsman sneered.

Looking at the man before him, Ning Caichen suddenly realized—this was the Xiahou swordsman!

Ning Caichen knew that this man would later have a passionate encounter with Xiaoqian before being killed. Rather than let him die at the hands of those demons, he'd rather absorb his power and see how effective his Absorbing Immortal Technique truly was!

Immediately, Ning Caichen summoned the Soul Devourer (the Soul Devourer only recognized Ning Caichen as its master; Ning Caichen could summon it at any time and place), and then used the Absorbing Immortal Technique. The Soul Devourer immediately emitted a blue light and floated in mid-air.

"Ah..." The Xiahou swordsman roared, then his body convulsed. Yang Tianhao felt a gentle aura enter his body, along with the memories of the Xiahou swordsman's martial arts and methods of cultivating internal energy, making Yang Tianhao feel incredibly comfortable.

The Xiahou swordsman felt his internal energy leaking out endlessly, terrified, but he was powerless to struggle and could only let Ning Caichen do as he pleased .

Soon, the Xiahou swordsman's internal energy was completely drained by Ning Caichen. Suddenly, a question popped into Ning Caichen's mind: Absorb this person's primordial spirit!

Ning Caichen hesitated for a moment, then silently thought, Absorb! He wanted to see what would happen if he absorbed his opponent's primordial spirit! Immediately, Ning Caichen forcefully circulated his energy.

"Ah!" Ning Caichen immediately felt a powerful aura enter his body. The Xiahou swordsman's primordial spirit transformed into streams of magical power—note, magical power, not internal energy—which entered Ning Caichen's body.

Soon, Xiahou the Swordsman's primordial spirit was drained, and his corpse collapsed to the ground. Ning Caichen sensed his own body and discovered that he had gained magical power. Although it seemed small, it was indeed magical power. Absorbing the primordial spirit of a mortal could grant magical power; imagine how powerful it would be to absorb the primordial spirit of gods and demons… This overjoyed Ning Caichen.

So absorbing primordial spirits had this benefit! No wonder that Black Mountain Demon was so eager to absorb men's primordial spirits; this was an incredible tonic!

Ning Caichen then gleefully looted all of Xiahou the Swordsman's belongings and swaggered towards Guo Bei Town.

Upon reaching the city, Ning Caichen was about to find an inn to rest before inquiring about the monsters when… suddenly, dozens of men dressed as yamen runners rushed towards him, each carrying a large knife in one hand and a wanted poster with a portrait in the other. They were grabbing innocent civilians and comparing them to the portraits.

They roughly seized one person after another, pushing aside those who didn't resemble the person, and immediately arresting those who looked even slightly similar, causing chaos and wailing among the civilians.

Ning Caichen shook his head inwardly, thinking that the court was corrupt, and the lower classes were just as crooked as the upper beams. These yamen runners were so arrogant and domineering. As the saying goes, "Better to be a dog in times of peace than a man in times of chaos!"

Just as Ning Caichen was lamenting this, suddenly, one of the runners pointed at him and shouted, "There's another one here!" Several more runners, baring their teeth and claws, pounced on Ning Caichen!

Chapter 003 Lanruo Temple

Ning Caichen was furious. He thought to himself, "These guys actually dared to attack me! But that's perfect, I can absorb their souls for my own use and expand my magical power."

Immediately, Ning Caichen activated the Soul Devouring Technique. Instantly, the Soul Devouring Technique shone brightly, and the Immortal Absorption Technique began to circulate.

"Ah...ah..." The constables screamed repeatedly. Their skill was far inferior to that of the Xiahou swordsman. In an instant, their souls were completely absorbed, and they collapsed to the ground, dead.

Everyone on the street was stunned. Ning Caichen sneered, turned around, and used his lightness skill to leap away.

After passing several streets, Ning Caichen decided to ask someone where Lanruo Temple was.

As he passed a painting stall, the stall owner, a sleazy middle-aged man in his forties, immediately said upon seeing Ning Caichen, "Young master, buy a painting..." "Um...are you calling me?!" Ning Caichen asked.

"Yes, young master, I was looking for you! Seeing your distinguished bearing, why not buy a painting to patronize my business?" the shopkeeper flattered.

"Oh! Never mind, I have other matters to attend to..." Ning Caichen was about to refuse when suddenly his eyes fixed on a painting.

The painting depicted a beautiful woman in white washing her hair by a river. The portrait was incredibly lifelike; the woman appeared very young, with exquisite features, graceful bearing, and long, black hair, exuding an air of purity.

Ning Caichen couldn't help but secretly admire the artist's skill. The woman's appearance was beautifully depicted, at least a top-tier beauty, truly lifelike!

More importantly, this portrait was remarkably similar to the portrait of the beauty in the Wang Zuxian version of "A Chinese Ghost Story" from his previous life, only the woman in this painting was far more beautiful than in the movie.

Could this be the portrait of Nie Xiaoqian? Ning Caichen was overjoyed and thought to himself, "Whether it's good or bad, I'll buy it right away!"

At that moment, Ning Caichen pointed to the portrait of a beautiful woman washing her hair and said, "Boss, I want that painting!" The shopkeeper was overjoyed, thinking he finally had a customer. He chuckled and quickly took down the painting, saying, "Oh my, young master, you have excellent taste! The beauty in this painting is an absolute stunner! Sadly, she was captured by bandits over a year ago and, unwilling to be humiliated, bit her tongue and committed suicide. How pitiful! It's six taels of silver! Thank you for your patronage!" Hearing this, Ning Caichen was certain it was Xiaoqian. He was delighted and paid the silver. He then took the painting, cast a spell on it to prevent rain from getting near it, and walked around admiring it. He felt the beauty of the woman in the painting was unlike anything he had ever seen before.

...

Lanruo Temple was originally a large and historically significant temple in Jinhua. In the past, it was extremely prosperous, with over a hundred monks.

The instability of the political situation in recent years, coupled with the long-standing oppression of the people by corrupt officials, gradually led to the decline of Lanruo Temple's popularity. Monks began to leave one by one, and eventually, the entire temple fell into ruin. As a result, a thousand-year-old tree demon nicknamed "Grandma" took over the place, leading several beautiful female ghosts to harm people. Therefore, this place became a forbidden zone that no one in Jinhua dared to set foot in.

After Ning Caichen inquired about the address of Lanruo Temple (of course, it took some effort, as many people dared not mention Lanruo Temple), he used his lightness skill to arrive there. Having absorbed the life force of several people, his power had increased rapidly, and he arrived from the city in just over ten minutes.

At this moment, Ning Caichen arrived at the gate of Lanruo Temple. He saw the three characters "Lanruo Temple" clearly engraved on a dilapidated stone tablet. Behind it stood a crumbling ancient temple, with crows swarming and cawing. The buildings were dilapidated, the doors were crooked and unstable, and cobwebs covered everything. Coupled with the strong, eerie winds blowing around Lanruo Temple, most people would be terrified to enter.

However, Ning Caichen was no ordinary person, and naturally felt no fear. Excited, he strode inside. Suddenly, a dark shadow darted out, hurtling towards Ning Caichen like lightning.

Startled, Ning Caichen casually dodged the shadow. The shadow quickly darted behind Ning Caichen, stopped, and landed on the ground.

Upon seeing him, Ning Caichen realized that the man was a man in his forties, dressed in a black warrior's outfit, with a full beard, imposing appearance, and tall stature. He carried a long sword on his back and looked like a chivalrous knight. Ning Caichen thought to himself how fast the attack had come; most people probably wouldn't have been able to see it clearly and would have been killed or knocked unconscious instantly.

The bearded man looked surprised and puzzled at Ning Caichen, saying, "Boy, who are you? What are you doing here?!" Ning Caichen, seeing the man's rudeness, turned his head away and said, "Bear, you're nobody to me, why should I tell you?!" The bearded man wasn't angry. He stepped forward and grabbed Ning Caichen, saying, "You managed to dodge my attack, so you've got some skill. I won't hide anything from you! This place is haunted. You'd better leave quickly, or you'll throw your life away!" "Haunted? Bearded man? Swordsman…" Ning Caichen suddenly remembered someone and quickly asked, "May I ask your name, sir?" The bearded man was taken aback, then said, "We're just travelers, why should we know your name? I advise you to leave quickly, or you'll throw your life away!" Ning Caichen smiled slightly and said, "Even though you don't say your name, I know who you are. Your surname is Yan." "Your name is Chixia, isn't it?!" The bearded man was indeed Yan Chixia. He had seen Ning Caichen at Lanruo Temple earlier, assuming he was also a scholar seeking lodging, only to discover he had been harmed by a ghost. He had come out intending to knock him unconscious and take him away, but Ning Caichen not only dodged his attack but also revealed his identity. Yan Chixia was greatly surprised and instinctively struck out with his right hand, aiming to grab Ning Caichen's shoulder and interrogate him about how he knew his identity.

Ning Caichen was no ordinary person; how could he be subdued by Yan Chixia? But he neither dodged nor evaded, allowing Yan Chixia's right hand to instantly grip his left shoulder blade.

However, the moment Yan Chixia's hand touched Ning Caichen's shoulder, he immediately felt a powerful suction force, and his own magical power began to leak out, causing Yan Chixia to be instantly terrified.

Chapter 004 First Encounter with Xiaoqian

At this moment, Ning Caichen used his Absorbing Immortal Technique to absorb Yan Chixia's power. It should be noted that Yan Chixia was not a mere swordsman like Xiahou Jianke; he was a Taoist with powerful magic. His magic flowed continuously into Ning Caichen, making Ning Caichen feel incredibly comfortable.

"Ah...ah...let me go, let me go..." Yan Chixia screamed, trying to break free from Ning Caichen's body, but for some reason, his body suddenly became immobile, unable to escape.

Ning Caichen grinned maliciously at Yan Chixia. His Absorbing Immortal Technique had become much more powerful, and quickly, he had drained Yan Chixia's power.

Then, Ning Caichen laughed loudly and absorbed Yan Chixia's primordial spirit as well. Yan Chixia screamed in agony as his primordial spirit was instantly sucked away, and his body went limp on the ground, dying instantly.

Ning Caichen laughed heartily, sensing his body. He felt as if his body was brimming with power, a power he had never imagined before, filling him with immense joy!

It was time to find Xiaoqian! Ning Caichen thought to himself.

He left Lanruo Temple and headed towards the woods behind it. Now possessing magical power, Ning Caichen's senses were much sharper. He could smell a powerful ghostly aura permeating the surroundings, and he was overjoyed. He continued his search.

Suddenly, Ning Caichen heard the celestial sound of a zither approaching from afar.

At first, the sound was soft, like a clear mountain spring gurgling down, gradually becoming more intense, like a fine spring drizzle. Listening closely, the zither music seemed to possess a strange magic, the melody swirling overhead, whispering in his ear, completely captivating him.

Hearing the zither music, Ning Caichen was overjoyed, thinking that Xiaoqian must be playing it. He immediately followed

the sound, rushing towards it. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the edge of a large lake. The lake was vast and its waters were crystal clear, reflecting the distant moon. In the center was a small island connected by wooden bridges; on the island stood a pavilion, from which the music was coming. Soft purple silk hung around the pavilion, fluttering in the lake breeze, a truly beautiful sight. A woman in white sat playing the zither. Because of the distance, Ning Caichen couldn't see her face clearly, but he could guess it was Xiaoqian, and his heart pounded with joy.

As for the lake, Ning Caichen immediately recognized it as a mass grave, a creation of illusion, capable of deceiving ordinary people, but not his eyes.

Ning Caichen straightened his clothes, strode forward, walked onto the bridge, and headed towards the pavilion in the center of the lake.

As he slowly approached, he saw that the person playing the zither was indeed a woman. Seeing Ning Caichen approach, she slightly raised her head, glanced at him, and smiled gently.

Upon seeing her face, Ning Caichen was completely petrified.

So beautiful! Even though Ning Caichen had seen many beautiful actresses in his previous life, he was still overwhelmed with amazement.

The woman's beauty was a natural, unparalleled, pure, and innate beauty, like a lotus emerging from clear water, unadorned and untouched. It was like a beautiful goddess who had long resided in the Luo River, suddenly appearing on its banks. Even in the heart of this bustling metropolis, her arrival transformed everything into a serene and enchanting scene, both real and dreamlike, utterly captivating.

Though she appeared in the mortal realm, she seemed utterly unfit for this mundane place, unworthy of her status. Her beautiful eyes were as clear as the sun rising in the morning glow, yet forever maintained a mysterious and unfathomable tranquility.

This extraordinary, breathtaking beauty was beyond the capture and control of mortal pens. The entire world seemed enveloped in layers of rich, fragrant celestial mist because of her appearance, making it impossible to escape, much less leave. Beneath her calm and aloof exterior, her eyes revealed emotions blooming like flowers in the shadows, expressing a passionate love for life and a pursuit beyond the mundane.

She was like a ray of sunlight breaking through a secluded valley and illuminating the earth, radiant and light. The celestial street was as silent as a ghostly realm, with only the soft murmur of the river lapping against the riverbank.

Bathed in the slanting moonlight, focusing his gaze, he saw a striking resemblance to the portrait, yet even more breathtaking: beneath long, naturally arched eyebrows, bright, deep eyes sparkled with captivating beauty; two dimples, like endless smiles, graced her jade-like cheeks; her shoulders were sharply defined, her waist slender and graceful, her figure perfectly proportioned, utterly mesmerizing. Her skin, shimmering like jade in the moonlight, accentuated her lithe figure, her beauty exquisite, ethereal and otherworldly.

Ning Caichen was mesmerized, stunned. He finally understood what true beauty was, what a true beauty was. This woman before him, even if not worthy of the title of a celestial being, was undoubtedly a peerless beauty! And the epitome of peerless beauty! Compared to her, a beauty like Miaomiao seemed like an ugly duckling!

At that moment, Ning Caichen vowed in his heart, this woman was his to have!

The beautiful woman smiled faintly at Ning Caichen and said, "Xiaoqian greets you, young master. It's a rare occasion to meet you today. I'll first offer a song, please enjoy it!" Hearing that she was indeed Xiaoqian, Ning Caichen was finally relieved. He knew that to win Xiaoqian's heart, he had to appear as a gentleman.

So, Ning Caichen waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute, Miss Xiaoqian, it's the middle of the night. Aren't you cold being here alone?" Xiaoqian was taken aback, then smiled and said, "No, I'm not cold!"

"Oh! Miss, it's so late, and there are wolves nearby. I think you'd better go home quickly, otherwise it's very dangerous. Where do you live? How about I take you home?" Ning Caichen said sincerely.

Xiaoqian was startled again, thinking to herself, "This man is strange, why is he saying so much?" She said, "No need, sir. My home is just behind here. I'm only here today to cool off and get some fresh air. It's fate that we met. Judging from your attire, you must be a learned and talented person. So, I'd like to offer my opinion on how well I played this piece. What do you say? I hope you won't refuse my request." Ning Caichen pretended to be hesitant, then said, "Alright then! I'll listen to your music, young lady!" With that, he sat down cross-legged.

Xiaoqian smiled gently, plucked the strings of her zither, and beautiful music flowed once more. She sang: "Clouds fly over the Longshou Mountains, the sun sets on the riverbank, mist and waves fill my eyes as I lean 　　on the railing for a long time.

I stand gazing at the

desolate passes and rivers, a thousand miles of clear autumn, I can't bear to look. The distant capital, the graceful fairy, since we parted, our letters have been impossible to exchange. A lone wild goose flies down to the riverbank, its lament echoing. 　　I think back to those days, how many joyful gatherings we had; 　　who knew that reunion and separation would be so unpredictable, turning into sorrow and grief. Unable to 　　travel together. 　　Every time I climb mountains or stand by the water, it stirs up my life's memories, a wave of melancholy washes over me, I remain silent all day, and then descend the stairs." A melodious female voice followed, clear and gentle, as if telling the story of a young girl's heart, soft and tender, perfectly expressing the melancholy in the poem. 　　This is a poem by Liu Sanbian, a famous lyricist of the Song Dynasty, titled "Qu Yu Guan." He was a renowned lyricist and composer of the previous dynasty, who called himself "Liu Sanbian, the lyricist by imperial decree." He devoted his life to writing lyrics and considered himself a "minister in plain clothes." His lyrics were tender and lingering, beautiful and intimate, truly masterpieces of the genre. 　　Now, Xiaoqian sang these lyrics, the music harmonizing perfectly, the meaning even more profound and enduring, as if an indescribable sorrow had permeated the lyrics' realm. 　　The song continued, and Ning Caichen couldn't help but be captivated, thinking to himself that Nie Xiaoqian was truly a woman of both talent and beauty, indeed worthy of being called a peerless beauty… no, a peerless ghost beauty! 　　Chapter 005 Xiaoqian's Temptation 　　Seeing Ning Caichen so engrossed, Nie Xiaoqian smiled smugly to herself. She then used her magic, and with a "bang," the zither string snapped, flicking a wound from which blood flowed from Xiaoqian's finger—though, of course, it was fake. 　　Xiaoqian cried out "Ah!" and frowned, her appearance indescribably pitiful and moving. 　　Ning Caichen knew exactly what she was up to, but he didn't expose her. Instead, he immediately said, "Oh dear! Miss, you're injured!" Xiaoqian gave Ning Caichen a charming look and said, "Young master, my hand is bleeding. Could you lick it for me? It'll help..." Ning Caichen was taken aback. Looking at Xiaoqian's jade-like hand, his heart fluttered, but he still pretended to be aloof and said, "Um... um, miss, that's not proper... Men and women shouldn't touch each other. Can't you lick it yourself?" Upon hearing this, Xiaoqian thought to herself that this scholar was not easy to deal with. So she twisted her body and sat down next to Ning Caichen, grabbing his arm and scolding, "Young master, do you really want to see my hand bleed? Are you really that heartless?" Her voice was sweet and coquettish, truly alluring and captivating. Ning Caichen's heart fluttered at the sight, and he feigned reluctance, saying, "Well... alright then! I'll let you suck it!" Xiaoqian smiled and placed her bleeding finger to Ning Caichen's lips. Ning Caichen reached out and grasped her jade-like hand, finding it icy cold. He took a deep breath, put his finger in his mouth, and licked it for her. 　　"Ah..." Xiaoqian let out a soul-stirring moan, pulling up her white skirt to reveal two long, beautiful, and slender white legs to Ning Caichen. 　　Upon seeing this, Ning Caichen's blood surged, and his penis became erect. He had never seen such beautiful woman's legs in his life. They were so long, so white, so perfectly proportioned, so breathtaking. The skin was flawless, without a single wrinkle or blemish, like a perfect work of art waiting to be admired. Moreover, because the skirt was pulled up so high, Ning Caichen could vaguely see Xiaoqian's snow-white panties, with two or three long, dark hairs peeking out—so alluring, truly incredibly erotic. 　　Xiaoqian noticed Ning Caichen's reaction, chuckled softly, and let out a soft moan, falling into his arms. She said reproachfully, "Young master, I'm cold…hold me tight…" As she spoke, she reached out with her other hand to undo Ning Caichen's belt. 　　Hearing this, Ning Caichen's lust surged, but he knew this wasn't the time to take Xiaoqian in. Xiaoqian was now a ghost; this body was merely a false one created by her grandmother from her original form. Not only did she have no body temperature, but although incredibly beautiful, she was extremely fragile, her vulva loose, and she would die if exposed to light. To have sex with such a body would be disgusting! 　　At that moment, Ning Caichen spat out Xiaoqian's finger, pushed her away, and said indifferently, "Miss Xiaoqian, what do you want to do?!" Xiaoqian was surprised that Ning Caichen actually pushed her away, so she smiled gently and said, "Young master, I am very cold and would like you to give me some warmth!" "If you need warmth, I can go and start a fire!" Ning Caichen said.

"No!" Xiaoqian hugged Ning Caichen again, her beautiful body rubbing and writhing against him. She said coquettishly, "Young master, you can give Xiaoqian warmth! Xiaoqian needs you, don't you like Xiaoqian? Isn't Xiaoqian beautiful? Young master... my lord... I want it..." Hearing such lewd words, Ning Caichen felt Xiaoqian's full and firm breasts trembling against his chest. He was immediately aroused and couldn't help but reach out and pinch Xiaoqian's full breasts. He felt that they were extremely large, probably an E cup. She was truly a peerless beauty! Ning Caichen almost had a nosebleed. He thought to himself that Xiaoqian was indeed the number one beauty in Liaozhai. No man could resist such a beauty. If she were human, he probably would have already taken her on the spot.

"Ah..." Xiaoqian let out another heart-wrenching moan as Ning Caichen groaned her breasts. Her face bloomed like a hundred flowers, and she thought to herself that this scholar was ultimately just a mortal. Even if he pretended to be noble on the surface, he was nothing more than a lecherous man. Wouldn't he still end up throwing his life away here?

With a sigh, Xiaoqian smiled charmingly and said coquettishly, "Young master, you...you touch me so comfortably...this little woman...this little woman wants...to make this little woman yours...ah...um...ah..." As she spoke, Xiaoqian suddenly leaned in and gently kissed Ning Caichen's face and neck with her cherry-red lips.

Her kisses were natural and light, but each one carried a heat that could melt ice and snow. Such temptation was truly the most powerful thing in the world!

Ning Caichen felt extremely comfortable being kissed by Xiaoqian. At this moment, he had no time to pretend to be a virtuous gentleman. He thought to himself that it was good to take advantage of her now, otherwise he would be unworthy of being a man.

Before he could even make a move, Xiaoqian twisted her waist and unceremoniously sat on Ning Caichen's lap, causing his crotch to throb violently, almost slamming his penis into her round, pert buttocks.

Xiaoqian's body was truly boneless; as soon as she sat on Ning Caichen's lap, she immediately twisted her delicate body, pressing herself against Ning Caichen's chest, her firm, fleshy buttocks rubbing against his crotch without any regard for his feelings.

"Young master! I know you want! To possess me!" As she spoke, Xiaoqian kept letting out suggestive low moans in Ning Caichen's ear, her soft, cotton-like body pressed against Ning Caichen's chest, her round, firm breasts and firm, jade-like buttocks rubbing back and forth, making her seem like a bewitching white snake, coiled around him, her sexy beauty making one's blood boil.

Faced with such intimate temptation, Ning Caichen's lips curled into a wicked smile. Suddenly, he reached into Xiaoqian's collar and pulled it back forcefully, almost completely exposing her beautiful, statuesque upper body.

In the dim light, the curves of Xiaoqian's breasts, buttocks, and thighs were so graceful. As she leaned back, an extremely alluring line was drawn from her shoulders, chest, and slender waist. Her snow-white body trembled slightly, exuding an indescribable sensual beauty.

Amidst Xiaoqian's breathtaking gasps, Ning Caichen pressed her down beneath him, lewdly saying, "Beauty, since you insist on seducing me, then fine! I'll gladly comply!" Xiaoqian sighed inwardly, but smiled softly, "Come on! Young master, I want..." Ning Caichen chuckled and said, "Alright! Little vixen, let's play! Hahaha..." Without hesitation, he kissed Xiaoqian's cheek, finding her skin as smooth as water, but also too cold, which slightly diminished the passion. Xiaoqian embraced Ning Caichen, slipping one hand inside his robes and gently groping around. Ning Caichen, while kissing Xiaoqian's cheek and neck, reached out, one hand caressing her large, white breasts, the other slipping under her skirt, slowly exploring her white thighs… Her breasts were soft and large, which was fine, but Ning Caichen's hand trembled as it moved upwards… Finally, it touched a soft layer of fabric. Wow! So soft! So smooth! It was Xiaoqian's panties! Ning Caichen was so excited that his nose bled. Without hesitation, he thrust his large hand into her sash!

Ah! Lush grass! Ning Caichen felt his blood boiling! He continued to reach inside through the panties… Wow! A fleshy opening! So soft! "It's so slippery, but a bit cold!" Ning Caichen thought, his nose bleeding profusely.

"Ah... Young master... please don't do this... it's so embarrassing... I'm still a respectable young lady... you can't touch me there... it's so shameful... ah..." Xiaoqian chuckled, whispering in Ning Caichen's ear.

"Hehe! Little beauty, you seduced me yourself! Now why are you saying no!" Ning Caichen looked up and smiled slightly.

"Oh dear! You're so annoying, young master!" Xiaoqian smiled, "Don't do this to me! Look at you, it's already so big down there, why don't you take me?" Hearing this, Ning Caichen looked down at his penis, which was indeed uncontrollably swollen to its limit. He immediately decided the game was over, so he laughed, and finally slapped Xiaoqian's round buttocks, then jumped away, wiped his nosebleed, and pointed his right index finger. A circle of light shot out from his finger, instantly binding Xiaoqian.

To be continued

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