My ill-fated relationship with my master's wife in a thunderstorm [Full text] Author unknown

Chapter One

"Ah...ah..."

A series of piercing screams tore through the night sky of the Yandang Mountains, followed by shouts and the clash of swords.

At the foot of Yandang Mountain, the renowned Bai Ri Manor, a place of great martial arts prowess, was under attack by countless masked men of unknown origin and exceptional martial arts skills. Caught off guard, the attack resulted in heavy casualties,

with gruesome corpses everywhere. Men and women, young and old, all kinds of bizarre and disgusting deaths were on display: decapitated, cut in half at the waist, hanging from tree branches, lying in pools. The only thing they had in common was the bewildered and confused look in their unseeing eyes. Why? Why had disaster struck the once peaceful Bai Ri Manor?

In front of the main building of Bai Ri Manor, the Juyi Hall, a chaotic battle raged, with the survivors still fighting desperately.

On the left side of the shrine, a boy of about fifteen or sixteen was confronting three masked men in black. His eyebrows were like sword peaks, his eyes like bright stars, and he exuded a heroic air. However, blood seeped from his back, clearly indicating he was wounded. (He is the protagonist of this story—Ling Bo).

Ouch! A searing pain! The spear in my shoulder had torn away a piece of flesh; thankfully, I dodged quickly, avoiding the fatal thrust aimed at my ribs.

"You despicable bastards, you beasts! If you have the guts, take off your masks and let grandpa see who you are!"

I deliberately cursed, trying to buy time while desperately regulating my internal energy to catch my breath. The three masked men remained silent. One held a steel knife, another wielded a pair of vajra wheels, and the third a long spear. Their expressions were hidden, but their eyes flashed with a ferocious, beast-like light.

A chill ran through me. These people were no ordinary individuals; they were ruthless, offering no chance of survival. They were all highly trained assassins.

Their skill far surpassed mine; had it not been for my superior agility, I would have been a victim of their blades long ago. After a fierce battle, my strength was greatly depleted, and I was on the verge of death.

A sense of sorrow washed over me: a promising young man, a future hero—a young man destined for greatness—was about to perish.

I wasn't afraid; there was nothing to fear anyway. My only regret was not killing more than enough.

Seeing my exhaustion, the masked man with the steel blade unleashed his power, slashing directly at me, his aura completely locking me in place. The Vajra Wheel, with its eerie movement, hovered to my left, aiming straight for my shoulder, while the spear unleashed a flurry of attacks, like a venomous snake.

The three attacked in unison, their coordination flawless, all focused on me, delivering a deadly blow. Instantly, the world seemed to lose its color. I was overwhelmed, exhausted, and powerless to turn the tide.

In the blink of an eye, at this critical moment, a furious shout rang out.

"Don't you dare harm my junior brother!"

A figure in blue threw himself into the battle, shielding me, and with a swift movement of his sword, he deflected the Vajra Wheel. A flash of white light, and a long blade pierced my abdomen, exiting from behind. The figure in blue

let out a miserable groan, ignoring his injury, and hurled his sword. The sharp blade pierced the heart of the smug masked man. With a howl, the masked man stared in disbelief at the sword in his chest, his lifeless eyes darting around. "You…you…" he stammered, collapsing to the ground. The figure in blue, gazing at the enemy's corpse, smiled arrogantly, then coughed up blood, falling backward into a pool of blood.

"Senior Brother!"

My blood boiled with rage, and I roared, unleashing a "Never Turn Back" strike, charging madly at another bandit. Completely unafraid of the other spear thrusting at me, the death of my usually calm senior brother had shattered my reason. I vowed to die with the bandit!

A splash of blood splattered.

My desperate sword plunged into the enemy's throat. Seeing the desperate look in his eyes as he clutched his throat, a surge of satisfaction rose within me. This was the most triumphant strike I had ever delivered.

Meanwhile, the venomous spear rapidly approached my throat, three inches…

two inches… one inch… I calmly closed my eyes, awaiting the moment darkness enveloped me.

Suddenly, a clang rang out, followed by a scream. My brow twitched; I felt no pain. Was death so peaceful?

No, that's not right. It seems… it seems I'm still standing there, unharmed?

"Ling'er!"

A familiar voice rang in my ears, and I instinctively opened my eyes.

To my shock, I saw a bloody gash on the forehead of the spear-wielding bandit, his eyes bulging, his spear lying on the ground. Having escaped death once again, I was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

"Ling'er!"

The familiar voice rang in my ears again, and I regained my senses, overjoyed. My master had come to save me!

By the way, I'm the youngest of the nine disciples of Tianyue Shenjian Huafeng, the master of Bai Ri Manor. In the martial world, I'm known as... well, not yet a master, so I haven't made a name for myself. However, I consider myself handsome and have given myself the nickname "Jade-Faced Little Divine Dragon." My senior brothers, emulating this, call me "Jade-Faced Little Insect," which made me furious. I went to my master's wife to complain, and she, who always doted on me, couldn't help but laugh and scolded my senior brothers. Of course, this had little effect afterward; they continued to call me that.

However, I knew my senior brothers were just teasing me. Deep down, they considered me like a younger brother. Sigh! Just now, my eldest brother had died taking a knife for me. My heart was heavy with sorrow. I missed my senior brothers, I missed them calling me "Jade-Faced Little Insect" again.

"Master, eldest brother…they…" I stammered, my eyes brimming with tears, on the verge of sobbing.

"I know!"

Master Hua Feng, the Lord of Bai Ri Manor, the Heavenly Moon Divine Sword, stood before me, his face pale and covered in blood. He swiftly drew his sword, slicing open the masked corpse's mask. The masked villain's face was covered in old, crisscrossing scars, making it impossible to discern his true appearance. We, master and disciple, were horrified by the sight—such a ruthless method!

"These people are masked and disfigured, their martial arts styles are mixed, yet each one is highly skilled. My Bai Ri Manor has always been upright and honorable, so why has this calamity befallen us!"

Master sighed, turned to me, and said with a solemn expression, "Ling'er, all eight of your senior brothers have died in battle. You are the only remaining disciple of my Bai Ri Manor. Master is giving you a task. Can you accomplish it?"

I straightened my chest and said loudly, "Master, please speak. Your disciple will certainly obey."

"Take your master's wife and escape. Practice martial arts diligently, and one day uncover the truth for my Bai Ri Manor, avenging our grievances. Remember, if you lack strength, remain hidden in the mountains forever. Don't waste your life!"

I was suddenly jolted awake, my voice trembling with tears, "No, Master, I won't leave! I want to fight alongside you!"

My master's face darkened, and he roared, "You are my disciple of Hua Feng! I've always thought you were exceptionally intelligent and capable! Didn't you see that Bai Ri Manor is doomed tonight?"

He stared at me intently, his tone softening, "Ling'er, your master's wife is two months pregnant. Can you bear to let your master die without an heir? Take your master's wife now, the farther the better. Remember, no matter what means you use, protect your master's wife! This is my entrusted responsibility!"

"Master, then let's go together! As long as we're alive, we can fight again!"

"No, the enemy's target is me. Only I can attract their attention! How can I, the mighty Heavenly Moon Divine Sword, live a life

of ignominy!" Seeing the resolute look on his master's face, he knew that his master had made up his mind to die.

Just then, the sound of rustling clothes came from ahead, light and fast, dense and concentrated, as a large group of enemy experts rushed towards us.

"Run!"

My master struck my shoulder with a palm, a tremendous force propelling me backward. With a long howl, my master drew his sword and charged towards the enemy.

"Master!"

I choked out, not daring to look back, and hurriedly ran towards the Fragrant Pavilion, where my master's wife lived.

Chapter Two

The once-famous White Day Manor was now a sea of fire, the burning flames carrying large amounts of ashes, licking the light of this sinful night.

I sighed deeply, suppressing the sadness in my heart. Now, negative emotions would only weaken my will.

Just now, I rushed into the Fragrant Pavilion to take my master's wife away, but she refused to go with me, saying she wanted to wait for my master. She held a dagger in her hand, her face resolute. My master's wife, a thirty-four-year-old lady from a prominent family, was proficient in all the arts, but she knew nothing of martial arts.

She exuded an air of nobility; her face was beautiful, her skin snow-white, her waist slender, and she radiated maternal tenderness. My master's wife, possessing maturity and allure, was like a blooming snow lotus, at the most charming and captivating moment of a woman's life!

"Ling'er, there's no need to say more! Go now! If you don't leave, your master's wife will die before your eyes!"

She raised a dagger to her own throat. She and her master were deeply in love, inseparable, and she had already resolved to die with him.

"Master's wife, Master said you must protect the child, you can't let the White Sun Manor die out!" I cried urgently.

"The child?!...The child!"

My master's wife's expression softened for a moment, her starry eyes moistening with reluctance.

Seizing this opportunity, I lunged forward, pressing a finger to my master's wife's pressure point, causing her to faint. Her body went limp, the dagger slipping from her grasp. I quickly grabbed her slender waist; I was terrified just now.

"Forgive me, Master's wife!"

I whispered. I was an orphan, and Master's wife treated me like her own son, showering me with love and affection. I couldn't let anything happen to her or the child in her womb; this was my promise to my master.

Using my familiarity with the terrain, I carried Master's wife on my back and darted out through a hidden door at the back of the manor, heading straight for the back mountain, embarking on my escape.

The rugged mountain path was extremely difficult. Normally, it wouldn't be a problem, but after the battle of the night, my inner energy was depleted. I gritted my teeth and ran with all my might, my mind focused on only one thought: farther, farther still, for my master, for Master's wife.

Farther, farther away.

I ran, ran…

I don't know how long I ran, or when a mountain rain started to fall. The wind howled fiercely past my ears, and the shouts of battle had long since faded away. A soft moan from my master's wife reached my ears, and I instinctively slowed my pace, afraid the cold wind and rain would hurt her.

My master's wife's fragrant body lay against my back, her beautiful hair fluttering, sometimes brushing against my ears and cheeks. I could feel her soft mounds pressing against my back with each movement. My hands cradled her jade-like buttocks, rising and falling, the touch incredibly soft and warm. Suddenly, an idea popped into my head: how wonderful it would be to carry my beautiful master's wife to the ends of the earth!

"Ugh!"

"Smack!" I pulled out one hand and slapped myself hard across the face. The burning pain made me feel a little better. I shook my head, banishing those disrespectful thoughts.

I thought, there should be no danger for now, right? I stopped and looked around. This was a mountain range covered in trees. I tried to find a good place to shelter from the rain and rest; I felt my body couldn't go on any longer.

Besides, my master's wife's acupoints needed to be released; prolonged stagnation of qi and blood was bad for her health.

There was a cave not far ahead, about a meter tall. I didn't know if there were any wild animals, but without thinking twice, I plunged inside. Fortunately, the cave was quite dry. In one corner was a pile of dry grass and a pile of long-extinguished ashes, with some dry firewood beside them. It seemed someone had stayed there before, but hadn't used it.

I gently placed my master's wife on the dry grass, gathered the firewood together, grabbed a handful of grass, and used my sect's "Crimson Sun Divine Skill." With a rub of my hands, the grass

burst into flames. I added firewood, and gave a bitter smile. From the pampered young master of Bai Ri Manor to this desolate wilderness, all in just one night—the changes in life were truly immense.

Who has the power to gather so many experts to attack my Bai Ri Manor? What irreconcilable enemy has Bai Ri Manor forged? For wealth? For fame and fortune? Or…? I pondered, but without a clue, my head aching from thinking.

Never mind, I'll wake my master's wife first.

I reached out, ready to release her pressure points, but my heart pounded at what I saw. The red flames, flickering in the light, reflected on my master's wife's delicately furrowed brows, making her appear exceptionally beautiful. My gaze, as if bewitched, involuntarily moved downwards. Soaked by the rain, my master's wife's thin, wet robe clung to her mature, youthful body, revealing her exquisite curves.

What I saw was her: high, firm breasts, a slender waist, and rounded hips; beneath her snow-white neck, through the loose opening of her neckline, a pink, mandarin duck-patterned bodice was clearly visible, exuding a subtle fragrance. Beneath it, her firm, full breasts, and the two delicate red nipples, rose and fell with her breath, proudly erect, utterly captivating.

Although I had been adopted by my master at the age of seven and grown up by his wife's side, this was the first time I had faced her beauty so directly.

Staring blankly at my master's wife, whom I had always admired, displaying such exquisite feminine charm, I felt my mouth go dry and my palms sweat with nervousness. After all, I was only a sixteen-year-old boy, in the prime of my youth. In a daze, my emotions surged, and I completely forgot my master's blood feud, forgot the danger I was in, forgot everything around me. My childhood admiration for my master's wife transformed into a man's love for a stunning woman.

It was as if a peerless beauty, whom he had longed for but could not find, had suddenly appeared before him. This peerless beauty's starry eyes were lightly closed, her breath sweet as orchids, and her slightly parted, flower-like, delicate lips seemed to be hinting at something, tempting something, telling something. It stirred boundless reverie in the man, a sweet dream.

"Boom…!… Roar…!"

A bolt of lightning suddenly flashed from the cave entrance, golden snakes danced wildly, and a great thunderstorm began.

Chapter Three

"Ah!"

I seemed to wake from a dream, stunned to find that my hand was gently caressing my master's wife's breasts. I withdrew my hand in horror. What was wrong with me? How could I have such filthy thoughts about my master's wife! How could I do such a beastly thing!

Lingbo! Lingbo! How could you face your master's trust, how could you face your master's wife who loved you so dearly and treated you like her own child!

Instantly, a wave of guilt washed over me, my face flushed, and I was overwhelmed with shame. I let out a mournful cry and

drew my longsword, ready to slit my throat. "Um, Brother Feng... don't go..." My unconscious master's wife called softly.

My heart skipped a beat, and I stopped abruptly. The sharp blade had already left a bloody gash on my neck. No! No! I can't die like this!

My death is nothing, but my master's wife is all alone, and she carries a heavy burden...

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