Flowers in full bloom [Full text]

Like firecrackers exploding, the once peaceful night was suddenly replaced by a cacophony of voices. Amidst the uproar, a black figure darted across the rooftops, a slight smile playing on his lips in the moonlight. Those chasing him in the alleyways, though able to discern the thief's formidable skills, still pressed on relentlessly, vying for his attention despite the ten thousand taels of silver reward offered.

The black-clad man's smile widened, a smug satisfaction spreading across his face. "My nickname, 'Blood Fox' Zhu Ming, isn't just for show," he thought. "If you bunch of servants and guards, along with these brats who came out to join the commotion, can catch me, I'll be lucky to escape with my reputation."

However, the crowd grew ever larger. Zhu Ming was inwardly annoyed. Although he knew the magistrate's reputation wasn't bad, his precious daughter was undeniably beautiful. For a notorious womanizer like Zhu Ming, how could he possibly resist? Although he was being chased, Zhu Ming was still savoring the memory of when he had deflowered the magistrate's daughter. On the surface, she cried and screamed in pain, but from her physical reactions, Zhu Ming could tell that she had eventually come to enjoy it. If it weren't for the woman's scream when Zhu Ming tried to leave afterward, he really wouldn't have wanted to kill her! Whatever, he'd killed her anyway; it wasn't the first time. However, evading his pursuers would take some time.

Suddenly, Zhu Ming stopped abruptly. Experienced in this area, he hadn't forgotten to keep his eyes and ears open while running, lest he be cornered by his pursuers. But he clearly hadn't detected any enemies. When had this person appeared? To have managed to deceive him, this person must possess considerable strength.

Gazing intently, Zhu Ming couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart. The desire he had just vented seemed to rise again. A woman stood gracefully beneath the bright moon, half-moon perfectly framed in the night sky where her face faced, bathing her in gentle moonlight. This accentuated her beautiful, mountain-like features, as if she were born from the very essence of heaven and earth, appearing like a beautiful goddess dwelling by the Luo River, now appearing on its banks.

Even though she was on the rooftops in the heart of this town, her 'descent' transformed everything into a serene and enchanting scene, a feeling so real yet so dreamlike, that it was utterly captivating. Though she appeared in the mortal realm, she seemed utterly unfit for this mundane place, so unworthy of her status.

Her bright eyes were as clear and bright as the sun rising in the morning glow, yet they always maintained a mysterious and unpredictable calm. Dressed in a high-coiffed palace gown, her hair beautifully styled, she appeared to be no more than twenty years old. Despite confronting this lecherous scoundrel, she showed no anger. Her clothes were impeccably tailored; even the night breeze seemed unable to stir them. Especially in the glint of her eyes, a noble and elegant air was subtly revealed. Under the moonlight, she truly seemed like a celestial being descended to earth.

However, what truly prevented Zhu Ming from acting rashly was the woman's white robes embroidered with purple embroidery. A graceful orchid adorned her snow-white garments, both magnificent and delicate. This elegant and noble appearance stirred a name within Zhu Ming's mind.

"The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers… Zi Youlan?"

Without even answering Zhu Ming's question, the woman nodded slightly, her slender hand gently resting on the hilt of the long sword behind her.

This is bad. Although the sound of the pursuers below is getting louder and louder, it's clear that most of his methods of luring the enemy have failed, and most of them have caught up. But while it's easy to find a thousand soldiers, it's hard to find a good general. All these people below combined are no match for Zi Youlan in front of him. Just from the fact that she is nearly forty years old, yet still maintains the youthful appearance of someone in their early twenties, it's evident that her inner strength is profound, and she has reached the realm of eternal youth.

While secretly sliding the hidden weapon in his sleeve to his hand, ready to strike at any time, Zhu Ming was sweating profusely. At the same time, he was thinking about the actions of 'Master of Hundred Flowers Valley' Zi Youlan. This woman has been famous for more than ten years, and it goes without saying that she has few rivals in the martial arts world. Even her disciples are few in the martial arts world who can fight against her. In addition, these women hate lecherous thieves the most. It is said that many famous lecherous masters in the martial arts world have lost to these women. Just last month, Zi Youlan's eldest disciple, Mei Yinxue, captured the notorious lecherous thief Ji Haotian in Changbai.

Although Zhu Ming didn't witness Ji Haotian's capture firsthand, his friend Mu Beihong was there. When Mu Beihong recounted the incident, Zhu Ming almost had the illusion that the old man had been completely stunned. Mu Beihong looked bewildered, his voice filled with awe, as if what he had seen was etched into his memory. "Mei Yinxue was slender and graceful, with a straight waist and delicate steps. Her elegance was flawless. What captivated the eye wasn't just her beautiful, ethereal figure, but also her serene and otherworldly aura. Moreover, her martial arts were exceptionally high; she knocked down Old Master Ji's longsword in just over ten moves, leaving him no chance to escape..."

≈ You're probably just stunned by the beauty! Although he cursed inwardly, seeing Zi Youlan's demeanor, he knew she was indeed difficult to deal with. What truly troubled Zhu Ming was that while the people of Hundred Flowers Valley were said to rarely kill, they showed no mercy to rapists and murderers. Those who were merely lecherous were reportedly only imprisoned in the valley's dungeon, their release uncertain. But those who raped and then murdered to cover it up—no one could escape these women's clutches. He had just broken that rule; to escape, he would have to use his best skills.

A gentle night breeze blew, and Zhu Ming, on high alert, suddenly heard a change in the wind. Zi Youlan had vanished without a trace. Though startled, Zhu Ming's experience in the martial world was invaluable. Knowing he was no match for Zi Youlan in terms of agility, Zhu Ming quickly dodged to the side, his body spinning as he unleashed a barrage of hidden weapons in all directions. He secretly gathered his strength in his feet, ensuring that no matter how Zi Youlan dodged or parried, the flying projectiles created a slight whistling sound. Zhu Ming's only plan was to locate Zi Youlan and flee immediately, disregarding everything else.

However, he never expected his nose to react faster than his ears. This was his last thought. A fragrance like orchids and musk wafted over, and Zhu Ming suddenly felt a chill on his neck. Turning his head, he saw Zi Youlan had sheathed her sword and was gazing at the moon. She was already gone, and not a single drop of the blood gushing from his neck had touched her.

...

A hazy dream drifted back to reality. The woman suddenly opened her eyes. She was indeed in bed, but not the bed she had slept in at the inn. This bed was large enough for at least three or four people to share. The bedposts stood tall, supporting a light pink gauze curtain, which also hinted at a spring-like atmosphere.

Upon opening her eyes, the woman suddenly realized that she was now completely naked. She tried to cover herself, but found her hands and feet bound to the bedposts. She struggled frantically, but her profound internal energy seemed to have vanished without a trace.

At that moment, the gauze curtain beside the bed was lifted, and a naked man slowly climbed onto the bed. Seeing the man naked before her, the woman was on the verge of tears, but her hands and feet were bound so tightly that she couldn't break free. The candlelight outside the gauze was dim and indistinct; the woman couldn't even tell who intended to take her.

The man's hands and feet were remarkably nimble. His caresses on the woman's body were gentle, yet his intense methods, combined with techniques to stimulate specific acupoints, quickly rendered her powerless to resist. She swiftly realized her naked body was burning hot, and in an instant, her delicate form was overwhelmed with pleasure. The intense stimulation, combined with the man's skillful technique, quickly plunged her into a state of ecstasy, completely forgetting that she was a martial arts heroine, her only desire being to continue exploring the unique sexual pleasure of a woman's body.

As the man lifted her buttocks, spreading her legs wide, preparing to unite with her, the woman's body was already fully prepared. Her moist vulva was already slippery and tender, the gushing fluids even sliding down her legs and onto his hands, clearly indicating her needs.

As he thrust his hips forward, his burning hot penis scalding into the woman's valley, the intense sensation caused her to arch her back and tightly embrace his advances. Only then did she realize with a mixture of surprise and delight that her limbs were passionately holding the man tightly. There had never been a moment more exciting and joyful for her. She could only give herself completely and fully enjoy the intense pleasure of sex.

Without a sound, she let the man thrust into her passionate valley. The woman desperately arched her slender waist, enduring his desires again and again. She felt her valley gushing with each thrust. His ravaging grew faster and deeper, the pleasure causing her to cry out involuntarily. The intense stimulation transformed into a tingling, ecstatic spasm, and she quickly collapsed under his penis. Exhausted

from pleasure, she weakly raised her head, her bewildered eyes finally reflecting the man's face. It was him again! She was now lost in the fog of pleasure, her mouth... The several miles of mountain path passed in
an

instant. Zi Youlan raised her head, a smile playing on her lips, and slowly entered the mountain gate. She saw the branches swaying slightly on both sides of the trees, and several figures had already leaped down, prostrating themselves on the ground.

"Get up, all of you!" She had barely entered the mountain gate when several disciples noticed her. Zi Youlan smiled slightly, her eyes showing approval. "Where are Xianyi and Haitang?"

"Reporting to Master," Mei Yinxue stood up and bowed, "Junior Sister Xianyi and Junior Sister Haitang..."

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