[Chaos Without Limits] [Chapter 46]

[Chapter 46] Tears fall in the sacred camp as crows cry, blood splatters in all directions as tigers roar. Ah

-Dai and Ah-Niu hurried on foot in the direction the villagers had indicated. Even knowing they could

n't , they still clung to a sliver of hope and refused to give up. Fortunately, the "Sacred Gate" forces

hadn't gone far. They were out on orders to conscript men from all the surrounding villages. Each small team was assigned to

several neighboring villages, then returned to this camp to regroup before leading the conscripts back to

the sacred mountain .

Under the dark moon and high wind, the torches flickered in the camp. Suddenly, from a dark corner, two

figures darted out and disappeared into the darkness of another corner untouched by the torches.

These two figures were Ah-Dai and Ah-Niu. Perhaps it was the low quality of these Holy Gate disciples, or perhaps

their mission was too simple and posed no real threat; in any case, these

disciples, who were supposed to be guarding and patrolling, either just casually glanced around or deserted to drink and gamble, giving Ah-Dai and Ah-Niu, two greenhorns, a

perfect opportunity to infiltrate.

The two quietly searched tent after tent, quickly discovering the villagers captured by the Holy Gate.

About thirty people were crammed into one tent, with two Holy Gate strongmen with swords at their waists guarding the tent entrance, and

three Holy Gate members inside verbally abusing and threatening the trembling villagers.

"What do we do now? My sister isn't here..." Ah-Niu asked softly after the two cut a crack in the tent with their daggers and observed for a while . 　　"Find Sister Xiao-Man first, then we'll think about how to rescue them," Ah-Dai said after a moment

's thought . 　　The two figures silently disappeared into the shadows beyond the reach of the torchlight, heading towards the tent they hadn't yet reached. 　　After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, two dark figures pounced on a tent. Inside, the sounds of women crying and screaming, men shouting and cursing, heavy breathing, low growls of lustful satisfaction, and the tearing of clothes mingled—all clearly drawn by these noises. 　　Silently cutting open the tent with a dagger, the two men peered inside and were simultaneously enraged . 　　Inside, four or five women were being violated and humiliated by more than a dozen men. Their coarse cotton clothes had been violently torn to shreds, leaving them barely clothed. Their smooth, white skin was exposed to the lewd gazes of the men, who surrounded the ragged women in groups of three or five groping and groping them wantonly, occasionally letting out excited howls. 　　A-Niu recognized Aunt Li, a rather attractive woman from the village, among them. A man was on top of her, thrusting into her, committing an obscene act. Another man was holding Aunt Li's struggling hands, his face pressed against her exposed, white flesh through her torn bosom, gnawing at it. In another corner, three rooms away, was the widow Qing-jie, being manipulated by several men into a position like a dog urinating on the ground, one leg raised high by a man, his lower body thrusting forward from behind… 　　The two men's eyes scanned the tent, quickly settling on a fair and beautiful body. 　　Xiao-Man had already been stripped naked by these so-called holy men, her hands firmly held to the bed from behind by one man. A man, clearly taller than the other men in the tent, was holding Xiao-Man legs and pressing them against her body, moving up and down. 　　The girl's brows furrowed, her once beautiful face now contorted in pain, streaked with tears. Her shapely body writhed violently in resistance against the man on top of her, but lacking the strength to break free, she swayed back and forth with his movements. 　　"Look at this little wild horse, I've already taken care of her, and she's still a virgin! You dare to be so arrogant! Bite me again! I'll fuck you so hard you won't be able to get out of bed for three days..." The man, indulging in his lust on Xiaoman , spoke smugly as he defiled her, verbally abusing her as well. 　　"Sister!" "Ah!~~~" Ah Niu and Ah Dai, upon witnessing the humiliation , cried out simultaneously. Ah Niu, shouting "Sister!", cleaved open the tent flap and rushed in, brandishing his machete as he lunged at the man on top of Xiaoman. 　　Ah-Dai remained rooted to the spot, standing at the crack torn open by Ah-Niu. With lightning speed , he drew an arrow from the quiver on his back, nocking and drawing the bow in a fluid motion. His bloodshot eyes glanced at the arrow, and with a "whoosh," it was released! 　　A "thud" seemed to echo even as the arrow left the bow, yet those present still saw the arrow arc perfectly, slowly bypassing Ah-Niu who stood in front of Ah-Dai, and piercing the man on Xiao-Man's body. The arrowhead entered through the left temple and exited through the right, while the fletching still trembled . 　　While everyone present was still stunned by Ah-Dai's incredible archery skills, five arrows had appeared on the bowstrings without anyone noticing , and then scattered in all directions. 　　"Uh…" As the other five powerful members of the Holy Gate fell, the remaining people finally came to their senses. 　　"Assassins!" "Help! The commander is dead!" "Kill them!" 　　Chaotic shouts rose and fell. The remaining ten or so members of the Holy Gate, brandishing their swords, quickly approached Ah-Dai's position. In his haste, Ah-Dai fired another arrow, then rolled to the right to dodge the blade. As he leaped up, he fired another arrow, these two arrows striking the throats of two more sword-wielding men. The enemy was now down to eight men. 　　"Go!" Ah-Dai darted forward, reaching Ah-Niu, who was helping Xiao-Man up. As he shouted, he fired another arrow , and the nearest bearded man fell to the ground. 　　A-Niu turned and used his machete to split open the tent, helping his sister Xiao-Man out of the tent. A-Dai drew the last two his quiver, nocked them, and shook his fingers at the remaining seven people inside the tent. The seven people inside were completely stunned by A-Dai's archery skills and dared not move for a moment, watching helplessly as the three of them calmly withdrew. 　　The entire camp gradually became restless after A-Dai and his sister's commotion. Squads of soldiers in armor , carrying swords, spears, and shields, approached the three of them. Xiao-Man, a weak woman who had just been violated and defiled, could hardly walk. With the help of her two siblings, she had only run a short distance before being surrounded. 　　A burly man in a commander's uniform stepped out from the crowd, glanced at the three of them, and said: "These are the two breasts..."

"You brat, you killed eight of you, and Commander Kuocha? ...What a bunch of good-for-nothings!"

"Reporting to... Commander, that boy with the bow... his... his archery skills are really...

really strange. I could clearly see the trajectory of the arrow, but... I couldn't dodge it. Please be careful, Commander." A

soldier who had survived in the tent was still shaken and stammered.

"Hmph!" The commander snorted disdainfully and turned to Ah Dai and the other two, saying, "Boy! Since

your archery skills are not bad, I will give you a chance to join my 'Holy Gate' and atone for your sins! If your

archery skills are even a fraction of what he said, then killing these trash will be enough. Otherwise, even if you killed

trash from my Holy Gate, you will not be allowed to run wild here!"

"...Are you the leader here?" Ah Dai asked after a moment of silence.

"Hey! It wasn't originally, but after you killed that brat Kuocha, now I'm the only commander

here..." the commander replied smugly.

"Then you can go with him!" Ah-Dai said, and without nocking an arrow or drawing the bowstring, an arrow silently

appeared in mid-air, heading straight for the commander.

"Ugh!" Accompanied by a muffled cry, and then a sudden "Eh!",

an arrow was already stuck in the commander's throat.

"Ah!" "He killed the commander!" "Charge!" "Kill him!" Various voices rang out from the

soldiers on all sides as the commander pointed at Ah-Dai, his face filled with disbelief, and fell. Then, flashes

of swords and spears appeared, charging towards Ah-Dai and his companions.

Ah-Dai knew that in the current situation, even if he feigned submission, they would not treat Xiao-Man

and Ah-Niu, the siblings, kindly. Xiao-Man would still not escape being violated, and besides,

what about the hatred for Xiao-Man's humiliation? Shouldn't he avenge it?

If they didn't surrender, the only option was to kill the leader first

. Without a leader, they would have a chance to escape in the chaos. As for capturing the leader as a hostage, Ah-Dai immediately ruled that out. He knew no

close-quarters martial arts, nor any light-footed skills. How could he get close? And how could he subdue him? His only asset was his

seemingly innate archery.

Ah-Dai knew his archery was useless in their current surrounded state, especially since he only had one

arrow . Ah-Niu was just an ordinary cowherd boy from a rural village; Ah-Niu alone, relying on his momentary

bravado, couldn't handle the situation. Their only hope was his superhuman strength.

Ah-Dai shielded Xiao-Man in his arms, risking a cut to his arm to seize a soldier's

spear . He haphazardly slashed and hacked in all directions, grabbing Ah-Niu and

charging forward in a random direction.

The deep cut on his arm, though not yet revealing bone, was still bleeding profusely. Ah-Dai

charged over ten zhang, taking two more blows to his back and shoulder while parrying a sword for Ah-Niu. He fought on

for several more zhang, still wielding his spear with all his might. His strength was rapidly waning due to excessive blood loss, and his hands and feet were gradually becoming numb and weak

.

Ah-Dai protected Ah-Niu and his sister for another hundred zhang, taking three more sword and four more spear wounds along the way. Ah-Niu seemed to be injured as well

. Ah-Dai's consciousness began to fade, but he still persisted in wielding his spear, though he was at his limit,

swaying unsteadily, on the verge of collapse.

"Looks like he really doesn't know martial arts," a stranger's

voice .

Just as Ah-Dai collapsed, a figure suddenly appeared beside the three of them. It was a

middle-aged man dressed as a scholar in a blue robe. With a wave of his left hand, a powerful palm strike erupted, repelling

all the soldiers surrounding the three.

Without a word, the middle-aged scholar picked up the unconscious Ah-Dai, put his other arm around

Xiao-Man , and gripped Ah-Niu's belt. With a casual tap of his toes on the ground, he lifted the three of them

into the air, as if walking casually. However, the landing points were the soldiers' heads or the tips of their spears!

In an instant, he leaped out of the heavily guarded encirclement and continued walking as if taking a leisurely stroll,

disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

In the woods, beside a winding stream, a small campfire crackled with a few pieces of dry firewood.

A-Niu, whose minor injuries had been bandaged, was being carefully

tended to by Xiao-Dai, who remained unconscious, with a damp silk handkerchief.

"So, you don't know his name or background?" the middle-aged man asked, frowning

after .

"Yes, but you can rest assured, my benefactor, A-Dai is definitely a good person," A-Niu nodded in response.

The middle-aged man nodded silently, closing his eyes in deep thought. He said, "This young man actually possesses the rare 'Nine Yang Profound Meridians,'

his meridians are fully open, and his physical aptitude is top-notch for martial arts training… Furthermore, from my observation just now, his

temperament is exceptional; he remained calm even when surrounded, and even when severely injured, he disregarded his own safety to protect the

siblings… Such talent and temperament are truly rare in this world… However, his origins are unknown, and I have a vague

feeling that he possesses a martial arts level no lower than mine? How strange…"

"Hero Leng… why is Ah Dai still running a fever? And it seems to be getting worse?

Could … take a look?" Xiao Man suddenly looked up anxiously at the middle-aged man, pleading.

Indeed, this middle-aged man was Leng Aotian.

Several days after Liu Xuerou descended the mountain, still without any news of Leng Yushu and Leng Fengzhou,

Leng Aotian couldn't help but descend the mountain to search for them. Leng Aotian happened to pass by that day and witnessed Ah Dai and his two companions being surrounded.

The scene of Ah Dai instantly killing the commander with an arrow sparked his curiosity. He initially thought Ah Dai possessed superior martial arts skills, but upon further

observation, his curiosity only grew. Finally, when Ah Dai was exhausted, he confirmed that Ah Dai had no martial arts skills whatsoever and

rescued the three of them.

"Hmm, his body is fine now, his life is not in danger. Moreover, his recovery ability is extraordinary; several

serious wounds have already begun to scab over on their own. You don't need to worry. It's

normal … Hmm, his temperature is indeed a bit high… Judging from his condition, he seems to be trapped in some kind of nightmare;

he should wake up by noon tomorrow at the latest," Leng Aotian said after checking Ah Dai's pulse again.

Just as Leng Aotian had said, Ah Dai was trapped in a nightmare. He felt

a splitting headache, and fragmented images kept flashing through his mind: he saw many people,

scenes of fighting, weapons… One middle-aged man appeared most often, seemingly his father? He was muttering

something to him… but no sound came into his mind, only images…

Then , three words appeared in his mind… it seemed to be… his name… Yes! He remembered, his

name was…

The midday sun was a bit dazzling, even the setting sun after being filtered through layers of leaves…

Ah Dai slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view, besides the slightly dazzling ray of sunlight, was a clean and beautiful face

full of concern, Xiao Man, who had taken care of him all night without closing her eyes.

"Ah-Dai, you're awake! How are you? Does anything feel wrong? Are you dizzy? Does anything

hurt? Ah-Dai, are you thirsty? Do you want me to get you some water?..." As

soon , she bombarded him with a barrage of questions, leaving the three men present bewildered...

"Cough... Sister Xiao-Man, I'm fine, don't worry..." Ah-Dai had just woken up from

his was still weak. He coughed a few times and said softly.

"Then... then I'll get you some water..." Xiao-Man quickly bent down and gently patted

Ah-Dai's chest as he coughed, then suddenly realized she seemed to be acting too intimately and blushed. She quickly made an excuse

to leave.

"Sister Xiaoman, don't be so busy...you...you should go and rest, I'm fine." Ah Dai quickly grabbed

Xiaoman's hand to stop her, only then noticing Xiaoman's red and swollen eyes and her tired appearance. After a moment's thought, he knew

it was from taking care of him, and quickly told her to rest.

"Yes, sister, you must be very tired from not sleeping all night, right? Ah Dai's injury needs to be recuperated for several days. If you don't rest

properly and ruin your own health, how will you continue to take care of Ah Dai?" Ah Niu

chimed in with a teasing tone, though his intention was also for Xiaoman's health.

"Huh! You're awake?" Leng Aotian's figure suddenly appeared with the words, his elegant blue scholar's robe

incongruous with the long log he was carrying on his shoulder and the small animal carcass hanging on it.

Since both of the younger generation were injured, they couldn't very well ask a frail woman to go hunting, could they? And Leng Aotian didn't have

the habit of putting on airs as an elder, he simply went out for a stroll and brought back some game.

"This humble one, Luo Wuqing, thanks you for saving me, senior

. If you don't mind, please tell me your name so I can always remember it," Luo Wuqing said, struggling to his feet and clasping his hands in a fist salute.

The three people present were stunned upon hearing this, and Xiaoman also stopped in her tracks.

"You've regained your memories?!" "You remember your name?" Xiaoman and A Niu asked simultaneously,

while Leng Aotian calmly observed Luo Wuqing's expression without speaking.

"Well, it's not exactly regaining my memories. I only remembered my name and the outline of my father's figure.

Everything else is still a jumbled mess, I can't remember anything at all..."

"My name is Leng Aotian," Leng Aotian said only after Xiaoman and her brother's excitement had subsided slightly.

"Yes, I noticed this when I checked your pulse last night. Your crown acupoint suffered a severe impact, and

the surrounding meridians are damaged and tangled. The meridians in the brain are the most fragile and complex, and cannot be cleared by outsiders. We

can only hope that they will straighten themselves, or that you can slowly regulate them with your profound internal energy..." Leng Aotian explained to

the three .

"Boy, let me ask you, do you know that your constitution is different from ordinary people?" Leng Aotian paused, and after

the three had roughly digested what he said, he asked again.

"As far as you know, senior, I only feel that I seem to be much stronger than ordinary people, and I can see farther and hear better than

ordinary people . As for other things... I don't feel anything special." Luo Wuqing replied respectfully.

"Hmm, have you ever heard of the 'Nine Yang Profound Meridians' or the 'Nine Yin Profound Meridians'?" Leng Aotian nodded and continued

to ask.

Luo Wuqing pondered for a while before replying, "This humble one is ignorant and has never heard of it." "

This 'Nine Yang Profound Meridians' is actually what's commonly known as the 'Nine Yang Body,' also called the Nine Meridians. The 'nine'

here refers to the ultimate, not nine meridians. It actually means that all eight extraordinary meridians are open

. As for why 'nine' is used instead of 'ten,' it's because some subtle meridians in the human body

cannot be opened naturally; they require the cultivation of internal energy to open them. The 'yang'

and 'yin' refer to gender; male is yang, female is yin," Leng Aotian explained slowly.

After digesting Leng Aotian's explanation, Luo Wuqing paused for a moment and asked, "Senior means…"

"You possess this rare 'Nine Yang Profound Meridians' body, meaning you've skipped

the steps that ordinary people need to take to open the various mysteries of the eight extraordinary meridians. You are a natural martial arts prodigy," Leng Aotian said with a smile.

However, shouldn't Luo Wuqing possess the opposite constitution, the "Nine Yang Meridians"?

It turns out, this was also Luo Wuqing's good fortune. When he was ambushed and feigned death by Ren Wanjian, he perfectly embodied

the principle of "no destruction, no construction" from the "Chaos Heart Sutra." Slowly amidst the rubble, the essence of heaven and earth reshaped his

meridians, transforming his constitution, which had prevented him from ever practicing martial arts, into one where all eight meridians were open.

However, he lost his memory upon waking, making it impossible for him to cultivate internal energy, and naturally, he wouldn't know this.

The physical benefit, however, was that his strength was greater than ordinary people, and his senses were also superior.

"Senior... what do you mean...?" Luo Wuqing quickly realized what was happening and looked at

Leng Aotian with a mixture of surprise and joy.

"Yes. I want to take you as my disciple, as a third-generation disciple of my 'Wudang Sect.' What do you think?"

Leng Aotian nodded with a smile.

"Of course I'd like to..." Overjoyed, Luo Wuqing was about to agree immediately, but then he suddenly remembered something.

He glanced at Xiaoman and her brother beside him and asked hesitantly, "What about them..."

Leng Aotian already knew what he meant, and admired his character even more. He waved his hand dismissively and said, "

Wudang accepts disciples based on their character and fate. I am destined to meet you three. If you two siblings are also willing,

I will naturally not refuse. However, martial arts training is very tough. If either of you siblings is afraid of hardship,

we can arrange a job for you at Wudang to settle you down."

Upon hearing this, Luo Wuqing and A Niu were overjoyed and immediately bowed, saying, "Master, please accept our bow."

Unexpectedly, a weak female voice echoed in their ears, saying the same words. Looking up

, they saw Xiao Man kneeling before Leng Aotian.

"Sister Xiao Man..." Luo Wuqing truly didn't want Xiao Man to suffer the hardships of martial arts training, but seeing her frail yet resolute

figure, she instantly understood her thoughts... Remembering the humiliation and blows Xiao Man had suffered, her

eyes reddened.

"Haha, haha!...Good! Good...haha..." Leng Aotian clapped his hands and laughed, clearly delighted to

have Luo Wuqing, such a fine gem, as his disciple. As for the two siblings, at least their character seemed good for now.

Taking three disciples on his first attempt was far beyond Leng Aotian's expectations.

The four of them rested for several days, waiting until Luo Wuqing's weakened body had recovered about 70-80% after her serious injury before

setting off.

The four first found a small town nearby to rest and replenish their food and water. After buying four fine horses,

they headed towards Wudang Mountain. With his three disciples with him, Leng Aotian naturally couldn't

wander aimlessly through the mountains searching for his children. However, since he had no leads, searching along the main roads and through towns and

villages wouldn't make much difference.

During their journey, Leng Aotian had already begun teaching the three Wudang martial arts techniques. The new internal energy cultivation

method was naturally the forbidden Wudang technique, "Wuji Guiyuan Gong.

" "Wuji Guiyuan Gong" could only be taught to those with excellent character and could only be practiced by those with the "Nine Yang Body."

When Leng Aotian was first adopted by Master Qingyun, he quickly discovered Leng's innate talent for the "Nine Yang Body."

However, Qingyun spent nearly ten years observing his character before finally passing on this internal skill. Now,

having only known Luo Wuqing for a few days, why did he so readily pass on the "Limitless Return to Origin Skill" to him?

The reason lies in Leng Aotian's belief that a person's true character is most easily revealed when facing imminent death

. The events of that night at the Holy Gate's camp convinced Leng Aotian that Luo Wuqing was a man of great courage

and righteousness .

Furthermore, the current isolation of Wudang by the Holy Gate and other righteous martial arts sects has made Leng Aotian

eager to cultivate the next generation. Although Wudang has the Snow Mountain Sect as an ally

, the distance is too great, and with him stationed at the Snow Mountain, Wudang's current strength is somewhat weak

, further fueling his sense of imminent crisis.

The third reason is simple: a love of talent. Leng Aotian himself possessed the aptitude of the "Nine Yang Body,"

but back then, no one else on Wudang Mountain practiced the "Limitless Return to Origin Technique." He relied entirely on

his own diligent study of the manual and his own independent practice; only he knew the hardships he endured. With his

guidance , Luo Wuqing could avoid many detours and break through the barrier of life and death earlier than him, reaching his current

level.

Didn't Leng Aotian also pass it on to his children, Leng Yushu and Leng Fengzhou? Why then does he value

Luo Wuqing so much?

The reason is simple: Leng Yushu and Leng Fengzhou were able to practice the "Limitless Return to Origin Technique"

not they were born with the Nine Yin or Nine Yang bodies, but because Leng Aotian

, using his profound skills to alter their fates before they were fully born, created them with "false" Nine Yang and "false" Nine Yin bodies.

Although the two were thus able to cultivate the "Limitless Return to Origin Technique," without a fortuitous encounter, they would find it difficult to break through

the first level in their lifetime.

Luo Wuqing was originally born with the "Nine Yang Meridians" rather than the Nine Yang Body, but during his feigned death and rebirth after being ambushed by Ren Wanjian,

his meridians were reshaped, and this was no different from the meridians possessed by someone born with the Nine Yang Profound Meridians.

Leng Aotian , unaware of these complexities, naturally assumed Luo Wuqing's Nine Yang Meridians were innate.

Meanwhile, the four of them, needing to investigate the whereabouts of their master Leng Aotian's two beloved children,

traveled slowly and frequently on their way to Wudang Mountain, often lingering in each town for several days before departing.

Luo Wuqing and his siblings, Xiaoman and her brother, worked diligently throughout the journey, seizing every spare moment to practice

their moves or meditate and cultivate their internal energy. Leng Aotian discovered that the siblings had surprisingly good aptitude for martial arts. They could memorize a set of

fist and sword techniques after only one demonstration and a detailed explanation of the intricacies of each move,

and even execute them with a degree of proficiency, much to Leng Aotian's delight.

Unfortunately, their physiques were average, and they were somewhat older, making

it unlikely .

Luo Wuqing, however, was somewhat different. His comprehension of techniques was only average, even

a weakness; he hadn't even fully mastered a basic Wudang long fist routine.

But his progress in internal energy was rapid. The "Limitless Return to Origin Technique" seemed

tailor . Many methods of applying force and channeling energy that Leng Aotian considered profound and difficult to understand were

instantly grasped by Luo Wuqing. In just a few days, he had completed the first level of the technique.

Leng Aotian himself possessed the Nine Yang Body, but even he spent several months deciphering

the meaning of the scriptures and completing a full cycle of internal energy circulation through his meridians when he first mastered this internal energy technique.

Only after the first success could minor success; afterwards, it was a process of continuously accumulating true energy until it was fully stored, reaching the critical juncture of quantitative transformation into qualitative change

.

However, Luo Wuqing completed the first cycle in just a few days, which could not help but astound

Leng

Okay, so it's true that Leng Aotian figured it out on his own, while Luo Wuqing had guidance... But when Leng Aotian taught Luo

Wuqing the internal energy cultivation method, he would often finish explaining the text, give

Luo Wuqing a short time to digest it, and then ask if there were any questions or anything he didn't understand. Luo Wuqing would reply that

he had already practiced the text once during that digestion period and seemed to have no problems...

At first, Leng Aotian didn't believe it, but after checking his pulse, he had to admit that what Luo Wuqing said was

true ... Leng Aotian could only admit that Luo Wuqing was the most talented person he had ever seen in his life to cultivate internal energy.

But it seemed that heaven thought the blow to Leng Aotian wasn't big enough... Leng Aotian discovered that

the process of Luo Wuqing accumulating true energy was truly astonishing.

The speed at which Luo Wuqing accumulated true energy was almost equivalent to what others had accomplished in a year! In other words, Luo Wuqing...

To reach the profound internal strength accumulated by an ordinary person over sixty years, all it takes is two months of arduous daily practice!

Leng Aotian was once again utterly astonished, yet he remained baffled.

In truth, if Leng Aotian were to teach Luo Wuqing now how to absorb the essence of heaven and earth's spiritual energy and transform it into true essence

, he would discover an even more astonishing truth.

Of course, Leng Aotian wouldn't know that, thanks to his father's sacrifice, Luo Wuqing's true martial arts level had already reached

the same level as his own. Luo Wuqing was now like a lake that had been drained; as long as there was

a continuous flow of water, he could absorb it. He didn't need the gradual process of ordinary people practicing internal energy, first filling a

cup, then changing the cup to a bottle, filling the bottle, and then a bucket…

It was nearly dusk when the four of them passed through Danjiang Town. They stopped to rest at an inn in the town.

After securing their reins, the waiter greeted them: "Gentlemen, would you like to eat or stay at the inn?"

A Niu glanced at Leng Aotian, and seeing him nod, said, "Eat first, then stay. Bring a pot of wine and

three or four simple home-style dishes."

"Alright. Please wait a moment, gentlemen, the wine and dishes will be served shortly." The waiter bowed and led the four to a square table on

the second floor , casually wiped the tabletop a couple of times, and turned to leave. Just as

the four were about to sit down... "Father!" A voice called out from a corner behind Leng Aotian, accompanied by the sound of

running footsteps.

"Yu Shu!" Leng Aotian paused upon hearing this, then turned around and

smiled at .

A girl dressed in a purple yew skirt with a pale yellow vest threw herself into Leng Aotian's arms. Leng Aotian

patted her back affectionately, stroking her long, smooth hair with his other hand.

The girl seemed to have suffered endless grievances, sobbing softly against Leng Aotian's chest for a few moments before finally raising her head.

A pure and beautiful face came into view, and

who else could it be but Leng Yushu, whom the four had been searching for?

After a moment of excitement, everyone noticed a young man standing quietly behind Leng Yushu. The young man

noticed Leng Aotian's gaze on him and quickly stepped forward, clasping his hands in greeting, saying, "Ruan Lingzhong, a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect,

greets Martial Uncle Leng."

Leng Aotian hummed in acknowledgment, nodded slightly, and waved for the two to sit down. A Niu quickly told the waiter

to add two more chairs, and everyone finally took their seats.

"Father, who are they...?" Leng Yushu sat next to Leng Aotian, her gaze fixed on Luo Wuqing and the other two, her eyes

lingering on Luo Wuqing with a mixture of surprise and doubt.

"Well, let me introduce you. This is my daughter, Leng Yushu. These three are my newly accepted disciples. This is Jiang

Man and Jiang Niu, siblings. This is Luo Wuqing..." Leng Aotian waved his hand.

"What! It really is you..." Leng Yushu and Ruan Lingzhong exclaimed in surprise.

Then, under Leng Aotian's questioning gaze, Leng Yushu quickly recounted how she had been harassed by Ren Wanjian and rescued by Luo

Wuqing　 . Luo Wuqing frowned repeatedly, racking his brains, but had no recollection of it.

Only after Leng Aotian's explanation did Leng Yushu and Ruan Lingzhong learn that Luo Wuqing had lost his memory,

and they couldn't help but sigh.

Combining Leng Yushu's description, Leng Aotian suddenly thought, "Being struck by Ren Wanjian's palm and entering

a state of suspended animation, only to be revived afterward... how is this so similar to my situation when I advanced to the second level?..."

"Father, do you have any news about my brother?" Leng Yushu noticed Leng Aotian's deep thought and shook him,

asking.

"Not yet, I hope your mother has found him." Leng Aotian snapped out of his reverie and shook his head. After

a moment of silence, Leng Aotian said again, "Alright, everyone, eat your fill and then go rest.

We still need to continue searching for that brat Feng Zhou tomorrow."

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The servant who rescued Liu Xuerou was indeed Ren Wanjian, who had been recuperating in the Hong residence.

After escaping, Ren Wanjian had been recuperating in the homes of wealthy and powerful families. Extremely cautious

, he never stayed in one residence for more than five days. With his superb agility and disguise skills, the possibility of being

discovered virtually nonexistent. However, unexpectedly, he acted for Liu Xuerou, putting his identity

at risk.

It can only be said that Liu Xuerou was too beautiful, coupled with her ethereal, fairy-like aura, making it

impossible for Ren Wanjian to bear seeing such a woman humiliated by those lowly lecherous men.

If it were the old Ren Wanjian, before he had fully recovered and before he had thoroughly investigated the situation,

he would never have acted so easily. Even if Ren Wanjian was interested, no matter how beautiful the woman, what did it matter

if he let others have their way with her first? Once he recovered, he could plan his move carefully, and ultimately she would

belong to him, to be played with by him.

Moreover, having learned his lesson from his defeat with Leng Yushu, Ren Wanjian would only be more cautious

to avoid leading to disaster.

Ren Wanjian himself didn't know why, but the moment he saw Liu Xuerou enter the Hong residence, his

heart was captivated. He eventually couldn't bear the thought of anyone violating her and finally intervened to rescue her.

Now, Ren Wanjian couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had done the right thing. If he hadn't intervened, Liu Xuerou, suffering from

qi deviation, would have surely perished, and he would have been left only to vent his anger on her corpse!

However, the situation was still far from optimistic, as he was losing control of the chaotic internal

energy surging within Liu Xuerou's body!

Liu Xuerou had previously used her internal force to break free from the "Muscle-Softening and Bone-Regulating Powder's" binding effect on her internal energy, but she hadn't

expelled the drug's effects. Furthermore, under another effect of the "Muscle-Softening and Bone-Regulating Powder," her skin became incredibly

sensitive and she became aroused under Peng Daoyuan's teasing and caresses.

Worst of all, Liu Xuerou's deeply hidden "Dragon Yang Yin Energy" inexplicably

escaped without the guidance and stimulation of "Dragon Yang Yang Energy," and began to inexplicably merge with the medicinal power of the "Muscle and Bone

Softening , slowly transforming into something else unknown to anyone

... At this moment

, Ren Wanjian pressed his hands firmly against Liu Xuerou's back, recklessly pouring large amounts of his true energy into Liu

Xuerou's body, but he could not suppress the rampaging true energy. Instead, he was forced to retreat step by step, and could only retreat to defend Liu

Xuerou 's vital acupoints.

However, under the relentless onslaught of the uncontrolled and powerful true energy, Ren Wanjian knew that if he

couldn't hold on , the incomparably beautiful woman before him would suffer a fatal blow, her heart and meridians ruptured. He also

discovered he was facing a depletion of his own true energy; if he didn't withdraw soon, he would lose his own life.

"What to do? Should I really give up?" Ren Wanjian anxiously racked his brains for a solution, but to no avail.

"Huh…" Ren Wanjian suddenly noticed something unusual. His "Joyful Six Harmonies Divine Skill" seemed

to be subtly drawing in the chaotic true energy within Liu Xuerou's body…

Ren Wanjian tried moving his hands, slowly lowering them, and the true energy within Liu Xuerou's body slowly followed suit, swirling

downwards . Ren Wanjian tried slowing down the input of his true energy and discovered that only a wisp of true energy was needed to attract Liu

Xuerou's out-of-control true energy. He breathed a sigh of relief; at least he wouldn't run out of true energy.

However, Liu Xuerou's situation remained unresolved. Although Ren Wanjian had inputted a small amount of true energy, it seemed to be

being consumed by Liu Xuerou's, causing the uncontrolled true energy within her body to slowly grow stronger. Whenever Ren Wanjian

tried to interrupt it, the true energy within Liu Xuerou's body would rush towards her heart...

Ren Wanjian could only continuously provide a small amount of true energy, slowly guiding Liu Xuerou's true energy to

her lower abdomen, the dantian.

The result was the same. Normally, regardless of the cultivation method—righteous or demonic—once the true energy was guided to

the dantian it would automatically return to its proper course. But this true energy seemed to have mutated? It only stayed in the dantian temporarily; as soon as

Ren Wanjian's hand left, everything would revert to its original state.

Ren Wanjian frowned, deep in thought: "This can't go on... Unless I can absorb

or expel this true energy..."

Ren Wanjian tried to draw the true energy out of Liu Xuerou's body through his palms, but the true energy remained unmoved...

The only option left was for Ren Wanjian to use the "Joyful Six Harmonies Divine Art" to divide and absorb the true energy,

but to do so, he would have to have intercourse with a man. However, Ren Wanjian didn't want to

have intercourse with Liu Xuerou while she was unconscious and offering no resistance...

This kind of celestial beauty should be teased and conquered by his divine art and sexual

techniques while she was conscious. That was what Ren Wanjian wanted!

But in this situation...

Ren Wanjian struggled with his conscience and couldn't make a decision...

Just when the situation was at a stalemate, the unconscious Liu Xuerou let out a soft moan, her skin flushed red

, and her skin was as hot as boiling water. Although she was still unconscious, she seemed to feel extremely hot and actually

started to undress herself!

The snow-white gauze robe slowly slid down her body, revealing her fair, delicate shoulders, as smooth as mutton fat. Two thin white jade

belts held the satin silk bodice together, and her firm, jade-like breasts trembled slightly...

Liu Xuerou's brows furrowed slightly, as if still feeling the unbearable heat. Her weak hands slowly rose, her slender, jade-like

fingers climbing up the back of her neck, slowly... slowly... finally reaching the jade knot at the back of her neck. Her index finger and

thumb gently pinched the two ends of the jade rope at the knot, slowly pulling it to both sides...

[To be continued]

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