[Chaos Without Limits] [Chapter Sixteen]

Chapter Sixteen: A Pure Yin Body, Rare in a Hundred Years, Yin and Yang in Harmony, Chaos Formed.

While the Holy Lord and Mo Yixin spoke, Luo Shihong was caught in an inner struggle. He entered the room,

staring intently at Ouyang Piaoyun lying on the couch, but remained motionless for a long time. Ouyang Piaoyun had changed

into another set of clean clothes, a coarse linen robe of beige. Though old, the clothes couldn't conceal the woman's curvaceous figure beneath

. Her beautiful but slightly haggard face was even more captivating in Luo Shihong's eyes.

After a long while, as if making a decision, Luo Shihong slowly removed his own clothes, revealing his strong and

muscular upper body. His trembling hands, cautiously trying to untie the knots binding his clothes, revealed

his tense state of mind. As the clothes fluttered to the ground, Luo Shihong's eyes were fixed on the beautiful scene before him.

The woman's half-naked body, though not fully revealed, was already breathtaking. Ouyang Piaoyun's already fair skin, due to

blood loss , was now as white as snow, as white as paper. A pale pink

scar was visible on her left chest, the wound that Mo Yixin had quickly stitched up with her superb skills. Earlier, to avoid suspicion, Luo Shihong

had deliberately stayed outside the room while Mo Yixin performed the medical surgery on Ouyang Piaoyun. The scene he had missed

was now presented to him in its entirety.

Luo Shihong stood frozen before the bed for a long time before finally snapping out of his daze. He gently removed the clothes half-draped over Ouyang Piaoyun's

body , revealing the remaining area. It was embarrassing to admit, but this was the first time Luo Shihong had seen

a naked female body; in other words, our young Luo was still a virgin, a virgin. Since he was

old had been constantly practicing martial arts. In his life, this was the only thing he found worthwhile: practicing, and more practicing.

Until he was fifteen, when the Holy Lord assessed his martial arts progress and

assigned : to assassinate the magistrate of Chengdu. As expected, Luo Shihong lived up to the Holy Lord's expectations, returning from Chengdu a month later

with the magistrate's head. Afterwards, Luo Shihong's life consisted of only one more thing: besides carrying out

the tasks assigned by the Holy Lord, he continued practicing his martial arts, practicing even more, remaining utterly simple.

The alluring female body before him was something he had never seen before. Luo Shihong's heart pounded in

his throat, almost leaping out of his body, his eyes glued to Ouyang Piaoyun's form, scrutinizing her from head to toe. Slightly furrowed

eyebrows, a delicate and straight nose, and lips revealing half-hidden silver teeth—these formed exquisitely beautiful features. Her fair skin,

high breasts, and smooth, mirror-like lower abdomen created an alluring figure.

Luo Shihong's eyes remained fixed on the scene before him, admiring the sight, while his hands removed his own clothes,

revealing his erect penis, already aroused by the beauty before him.

It's worth mentioning that, unlike her sister, Ouyang Piaoyun was born with a completely hairless lower abdomen, meaning her pubic area was completely hairless and

could be seen at a glance. Of course, Luo Shihong was unaware of this; he simply assumed that all women looked

like this—smooth, silky, and with delicate skin.

The moment Luo Shihong's hand touched Ouyang Piaoyun's skin, she reacted with a soft

moan

. Startled, Luo Shihong assumed she was about to wake up and froze, afraid to move. In fact, the Holy Master had subtly manipulated things while healing Ouyang Piaoyun.

After opening her meridians, he had pressed certain acupoints that would arouse a woman's sexual sensitivity

and desire. The Holy Master did this, of course, anticipating Luo Shihong's reaction and thus helping him to enter that state and

obtain Ouyang Piaoyun.

Ouyang Piaoyun was unconscious and unable to resist or suppress these instinctive reactions. Therefore, even a slight touch

from Luo Shihong caused her to groan. After stopping, Luo Shihong waited

a while and, finding that Ouyang Piaoyun was no longer reacting and didn't seem to be waking up, grew bolder. He swallowed

the saliva that had been stuck in his throat and continued his actions.

Although Luo Shihong was a virgin, being in the Demonic Sect, he had encountered many lecherous men.

He had heard that men and women should "caress"

each other before sex, but he didn't know the details. So he simply followed his instincts, his hands

groping and touching Ouyang Piaoyun's body without any particular order, haphazardly and randomly choosing the parts he

found most beautiful, curious, and interesting, gently kneading and playing with them. Fortunately, the Holy Lord had

a reputation for foresight. At this moment, Ouyang Piaoyun's body was extremely sensitive, and despite Luo Shihong's rough and poor foreplay, she still

reacted instinctively.

Luo Shihong felt the jade peaks he was playing with gradually swell, and the two cherry-red nipples on the top of her chest

hardened and protruded. Suddenly, he found that his lower body was wet. Looking down, he saw that the pink flesh

was slightly open, and a shiny liquid was flowing out. Luo Shihong remembered that this must be what people called "

erotic fluid," which meant that Ouyang Piaoyun's body was almost ready.

Under Luo Shihong's caresses, Ouyang Piaoyun unconsciously

let out pleasant soft moans whenever Luo Shihong touched and played with her sensitive areas. It was like a murmur, or a gentle welcome.

To Luo Shihong, it was like a compass. Gradually, Luo Shihong grasped the key points. As long as

he touched the right places, Ouyang Piaoyun would let out a few heavenly guidance sounds.

Gradually, Luo Shihong's hands focused on certain areas, while Ouyang Piaoyun's voices became more

frequent , increasingly seductive, and alluring.

Just as Luo Shihong was enjoying himself immensely, he suddenly realized that the bedding beneath him was already

soaked with Ouyang Piaoyun's fluids. Ouyang Piaoyun, equally aroused, gripped Luo Shihong's shoulders, pressing her lower

body against him, rubbing against his, her face filled with unbearable desire.

Even the dim-witted Luo Shihong knew this was the signal to "go for it." Clumsily guiding his erect penis

, he slowly entered Ouyang Piaoyun's body.

Ouyang Piaoyun's writhing body and rubbing lower body instantly froze. Her legs naturally and instinctively

opened to accommodate the deep penetration of his thick penis; her small mouth slightly parted, and as she breathed deeply, intermittent

moans escaped from within.

Although Luo Shihong was impulsive and wanted to go all the way, he knew that Ouyang Piaoyun's wound had just

been stitched up and she shouldn't move too much. Therefore, he forcibly suppressed his impulse and moved gently and slowly.

When his penis was almost halfway inserted, Luo Shihong felt a soft, elastic membrane

blocking his advance. Taking a deep breath, Luo Shihong swiftly and

precisely thrust, breaking through the barrier.

Perhaps due to the pain of losing her virginity, even though Luo Shihong was very gentle and his penis wasn't fully inserted,

Ouyang

pain when losing their virginity, and he should stop for a while. So, he kept his penis two-thirds inserted and

waited.

Perhaps it was the Holy Lord's previous manipulation at work, or perhaps the arousal of her sexual desire made the pain subside faster

; in any case, Ouyang Piaoyun slowly relaxed her tightly furrowed brows, and her stiff body gradually

began to move.

Seeing that Ouyang Piaoyun had taken the initiative, Luo Shihong no longer held back. Although he still dared not move too forcefully

to avoid tearing his wound, his inner desires drove him to experience

conflicting .

Suddenly, Luo Shihong noticed something was wrong with himself; his internal energy was stirring.

Trying to stop and carefully sense this change, he realized that his internal energy had been circulating automatically for a long time,

previously only subtle, which was why he hadn't noticed it due to Ouyang Piaoyun's attraction.

Now, however, his internal energy had surged like a flood, becoming a torrent beyond his control, like a wild

horse galloping across the plains.

Luo Shihong's own desires, along with the internal energy, were also out of control. His lower body began to move faster, vibrating rapidly under the influence of

the energy , yet causing only a slight shock to Ouyang Piaoyun

without harming her newly healed body.

Luo Shihong felt himself rising higher and higher, losing sensation in his lower body. His meridians were

being filled swept by an inexplicable heat, which gradually expanded beyond

his tolerance limit, threatening to rupture.

From the outside, the situation was terrifying. Ouyang Piaoyun, below, was completely

unaware of Luo Shihong's abnormality, which was understandable, as she remained unconscious. Above, Luo Shihong's eyes, ears,

nose, and mouth were bleeding profusely, his lower body continuing to penetrate Ouyang Piaoyun's body at an unbelievable speed, causing

her moans to grow louder and more intense. Luo Shihong, however, could not enjoy this

pleasure; the excruciating pain of his ruptured meridians and bleeding from his seven orifices prevented him from experiencing any pleasure.

Suddenly, under the ever-increasing pressure, Luo Shihong felt his meridians tremble simultaneously, as if they had all 　　snapped . An unbearable pain surged through him, and at the same time, it felt as if a gap had been torn open in his lower body. All the true energy in his body suddenly vanished, rushing towards the gap and disappearing without a trace. 　　　　　　　　　　　Afterward

, 　　Luo 　　Shihong lost consciousness 　　. ********** ... 　　"Congratulations, sister! Master said that after you finish bathing, you can go see her and perform the apprenticeship ceremony." 　　Murong Yan skipped in, excitedly saying this. 　　"What sister? I'll have to call you senior sister from now on." Ouyang Piaoxue seemed to be infected , revealing her first smile in several days. 　　"No, that makes me sound old. Master said we're not those pretentious sects, so we don't need to be too formal with each other's titles, as long as it's not too excessive." Murong Yan pouted, looking extremely cute. 　　Ouyang Piaoxue couldn't help but find it amusing. Murong Yan was actually afraid of being called old, and didn't even want to be called senior sister . She was truly impressed by this little girl. Then she thought, since she was going to become someone's apprentice, she couldn't neglect her and keep Yun Muping waiting for too long. She quickly got up to change her clothes, preparing to go see Yun Muping. 　　Although Murong Yan didn't urge her, she was clearly excited . She helped Ouyang Piaoxue get dressed, and amidst laughter and playful banter, the two walked out of the bathroom. 　　As they approached Yun Muping's room, before they could even knock, Yun Muping's voice rang out. 　　"Yan'er, go find Xue Lian. I have a letter I need her to deliver." Yun Muping's soft, sweet voice rang out. Ouyang Piaoxue, who had initially only found the voice exceptionally pleasant, suddenly couldn't help but recall the moans Her cheeks inexplicably flushed red, and she noticed that Murong Yan beside her was also blushing. 　　"Xue'er, come in," Yun Muping continued. 　　"Yes," Ouyang Piaoxue replied cautiously, entering the room and standing to the side. 　　"Come sit here, I have something to tell you." After Murong Yan walked away, Yun Muping sat on the edge of the bed , speaking softly, patting the side beside her, gesturing for Ouyang Piaoxue to sit next to her. 　　Although Ouyang Piaoxue found it strange, she didn't dare to ask and obediently sat down. 　　"Judging from your current appearance, did you play with Yan'er all night last night?" Yun Muping knew what had happened from Ouyang Piaoxue's expression. 　　"Yes." Upon hearing this, Ouyang Piaoxue's ears instantly turned bright red, and she answered in a whisper. "Don't 　　be shy 　　." Yun Muping smiled and said lightly. "Listen carefully, what I'm about to tell you is very important..." 　　Yun Muping's voice 　　grew softer and softer, clearly not wanting anyone else to hear. 　　　　　　　　　　　********** ...

He had no prior dealings with Yun Muping and believed he hadn't offended her, so he trusted she wasn't plotting

against him. But then again, he hadn't done anything to warrant her inviting him or

offering him favors.

The Xuan Yin Sect was teeming with beauties. Yun Muping herself was undeniably the most beautiful, but firstly, she

was the Holy Lord's woman, and secondly, her seductive arts were clearly far superior to his own yin-gathering skills—

he wouldn't dare touch him. However, he wasn't so afraid of the other women.

He didn't care about the maids' rudimentary skills; he figured if he unleashed his power, they'd be ecstatic, offering up

their yin essence.

Besides, each of those maids had her own beauty and charm, especially Yun Muping's only

disciple, Murong Yan. Although she always appeared cold and aloof, he had seen her laughing and joking with

the other maids, clearly enjoying herself. He suspected that this cold facade was just a facade to prevent

men from harassing her. Moreover, just observing this woman's behavior and demeanor, one could tell she was still a virgin.

Such an icy beauty, having lost her virginity beneath him, and then being teased into a wanton harlot by him, stripped of her icy

mask—just thinking about it made his penis incredibly hard.

In short, he had no choice but to attend tonight's banquet. Even if it wasn't for personal gain, it would be

good to have an opportunity to observe Murong Yan more. Furthermore, cultivating a closer relationship with Yun Muping

would always be more beneficial than harmful to his position within the Demonic Sect.

Ren Wanjian's way was to seduce women of the "Xuan Yin Sect," making them willing, but never by force.

Otherwise, if Yun Muping intervened, he wouldn't even know how many times he'd died. This was

one of the reasons he could only watch before, not dare to act. He assumed all men within the Demonic Sect thought the same way.

Since Yun Muping herself had invited him, how could Ren Wanjian let such a good opportunity slip by?

Ren Wanjian changed into what he considered his most handsome and dashing outfit, having taken a bath beforehand to ensure he wouldn't

leave a bad impression on the women of the Xuan Yin Sect. He then leisurely approached the gate of the Xuan Yin Villa and

knocked to announce his arrival.

A maid opened the door, and the scene before him left Ren Wanjian speechless. He had never been to

the Xuan , only occasionally encountering Yun Muping with several maids and

Murong Yan when the Holy Lord summoned them. This time, he finally had the opportunity to visit the villa, but he hadn't expected this situation.

Several maids lined up in the courtyard to greet him, and a wave of fragrant aromas wafted over, making Ren Wanjian

dizzy . The maids' clothing was different from what he had seen before; their

clothes were all proper and unremarkable, and each of them had a white veil covering their faces, obscuring

their features . However, even from their captivating figures and the fleeting glimpses

of spring they occasionally revealed when they turned around or when a gentle breeze brushed their faces, one could still capture the allure and beauty of these women.

But the situation was different now. These maids had not only removed their white veils, allowing Ren Wanjian to freely observe and

comment, but they were also dressed provocatively, their breasts slightly exposed, their shoulders and backs subtly revealed, their jade-like legs spread out. So

this was how these women dressed after returning to the villa. Ren Wanjian thought to himself, his thieving eyes constantly darting between the women

, as if even his soul was being captivated.

"Welcome, Envoy Ren. I am here on my master's orders to greet you. If there has been any negligence or neglect, please

forgive me, Envoy Ren," Murong Yan's voice rang out. Although she spoke politely, her tone

was icy and devoid of any emotion.

"Not at all, please." Ren Wanjian, who had been completely absorbed in the beautiful scenery, immediately snapped out of his reverie

upon hearing Murong Yan's voice. Realizing his lapse in composure, he quickly adopted a nonchalant

and carefree demeanor, which secretly amused the women. Several even covered their mouths and chuckled softly, making Ren Wanjian

extremely embarrassed. He blamed himself for his lack of self-control and was also secretly alarmed. It seemed

he had underestimated the power of the Xuan Yin Gong's seductive arts; he hadn't expected to fall for it the moment he

opened the door .

As Murong Yan led the way, she was also puzzled. She couldn't understand why Yun Muping, who had clearly said she would help Ouyang Piaoxue

kill Ren Wanjian, had invited him here. Was she going to invite him here so that Ouyang Piaoxue

could do ? Given Yun Muping's status, even if she did, no one would dare to say anything. However, given her

personality, it seemed unlikely she would do such a thing. It's important to know that Ren Wanjian has three masters, and within the Demonic Sect, his extensive

network and numerous friends are unmatched. Of course, many of these are based on mutual benefit, the kind of fair-weather friends

, but if Ren Wanjian were killed so easily, it would undoubtedly cause a significant uproar within the Demonic Sect.

While isn't afraid, she wouldn't want to create such trouble for the Holy Lord.

Therefore, Murong Yan had previously assumed that her master would eliminate Ren Wanjian through assassination, or that she would personally carry out the assassination once

Ouyang Piaoxue's skills were sufficient. Unexpectedly, her master had summoned

Ren Wanjian so quickly.

While she was pondering this, Murong Yan had already led Ren Wanjian into the main hall. Yun Muping, still veiled, sat in

the main seat, wearing her usual crimson robe, her delicate body vaguely visible, both indistinct and alluring,

inspiring endless imagination.

"Holy Envoy Ren, please sit," Yun Muping's seductive voice rang out, causing Ren Wanjian's heart to pound wildly, and

his desire to rise.

"What brings you here today, Mystic Hermit?" Ren Wanjian realized he was being controlled and at

a disadvantage . He hadn't expected to be so close to Yun Muping today, and he was surprised by her allure

. What if he couldn't resist? Wouldn't Yun Muping accuse him of "indecent intent" and

leave him at her mercy? Thinking this, he decided to cut to the chase and ask for the reason.

"Your Excellency Ren is truly straightforward and outspoken. Since that's the case, I'll be frank." Yun Muping slowly rose from

her seat , her lotus-like steps light, and moved towards Ren Wanjian. Ren Wanjian was in agony,

struggling to maintain his composure. Yun Muping's swaying hips seemed to have a certain rhythm, as if

secretly resonating with his rapid heartbeat. His manhood was already hard, and although his clothes were loose, it was still

difficult to conceal.

"I've come today to ask for a favor." Yun Muping, having teased Ren Wanjian enough, slowed her pace...

The output of Yin Gong also secretly shocked Ren Wanjian, who was amazed by the man's formidable resources. He thought to himself that this person was truly blessed by heaven,

no wonder he had such a reputation for being a playboy, and he seemed to have an aura that surpassed his three masters.

"Oh? I wonder what Xuan Yin Sanren can't do that requires my help?" Ren Wanjian

asked in surprise.

"A few days ago, I saved a righteous woman. Seeing that she had good potential, I wanted to take her as my disciple. However, she

refused and was unwilling to give up her power. So I thought of you and asked you to absorb all of her power."

Yun Muping said calmly, presumably referring to Ouyang Piaoxue.

"Oh, that's so kind of you? But... power can't be absorbed in just one or two times." Ren Wanjian

said with difficulty. In fact, this was a deliberate excuse. If he wanted to, he could probably

absorb .

"Is that so? Then, how long will it take, Holy Envoy?" Although Yun Muping knew this, she didn't

expose him and asked calmly.

"Three days." Ren Wanjian thought for a moment. He didn't know who this woman from a respectable sect was, but since Yun Muping had taken a

liking to her and wanted to take her as a disciple, she must be quite beautiful. So he said.

"Alright. This girl will be yours to take back for three days. After three days, I will send someone to bring her back. I hope Envoy Ren will take good

care of my future disciple." Yun Muping said calmly. With a wave of her hand, several beautiful maids went to take her away.

After a while , Ouyang Piaoxue, who seemed to have been unconscious by acupressure, was carried out on a stretcher.

"What?! How is it her?! How did she get here?" Ren Wanjian exclaimed. He thought it was

Ouyang Piaoyun. Shouldn't Ouyang Piaoyun be with Mo Yixin? How did she suddenly end up with Yun Muping?

"Oh? Envoy Ren knows her?" Yun Muping already knew from Ouyang Piaoxue about the grudge between Ren Wanjian and the

sisters , so she was not surprised by Ren Wanjian's reaction.

"Hmm, but shouldn't she be seriously injured and recuperating at Elder Mo's?" Ren Wanjian asked.

"What?" Yun Muping asked curiously. Ren Wanjian's surprise was expected, but his

strange question left her bewildered.

Ren Wanjian stared at her face for a while and noticed that Ouyang Piaoxue was uninjured.

"This...this is my younger sister," Ren Wanjian murmured.

Although Ren Wanjian spoke softly, he didn't escape Yun Muping's ears. Upon hearing this, she immediately knew that the twin sister

Ouyang must be the one Ren Wanjian was talking about, seriously injured and recuperating at Elder Mo's.

"Will Envoy Ren still help with this?" Yun Muping asked softly.

"Help, of course I'll help. If a wandering immortal is in trouble, I will do my best," Ren Wanjian slowly

recovered from his astonishment.

"Yes, you two take her to the Holy Envoy's villa." Yun Muping waved her hand, and the two women responded, carrying

Ouyang Piaoxue and following behind Ren Wanjian.

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