[Chaos Without Limits] [Chapter Fifteen]

Chapter Fifteen: The Truth Revealed in the Battle Between Good and Evil, Two Beauties' Forbidden Journey with the Phoenix

It is said that, under Murong Yan's explanation, Ouyang Piaoxue also learned about the origins of the entire Demonic Sect and why

it was fighting against the righteous sects.

It turns out that the Holy Sect was only established a little over a decade ago, founded by the current Holy Lord, Yelü Chucai

. The Holy Lord's purpose in establishing the Holy Sect was singular: "To overthrow the current court and become emperor himself." The Holy

Lord, Yelü Chucai, took his name from his grandfather,

changing the character "材" (cai) in his grandfather's name to "才" (cai).

Yelü Chucai was a founding hero of the Yuan Dynasty. His father, Yelü Lu, was the prime minister of the Jin Dynasty, and his grandfather was

a high-ranking official in the Liao Dynasty. Yelü Chucai initially served Genghis Khan and later under ?gedei

Khan, establishing various systems for the Yuan Dynasty. However, after ?gedei's death, he was framed by treacherous officials, becoming depressed and

ultimately dying at the young age of fifty-five. After Yelü Chucai's death, his son Yelü Zhu, Yelü Chucai

's father, withdrew from politics. He named his son Yelü Chucai to constantly remind him that his grandfather had

devoted himself to the court, only to be discarded after his usefulness was over.

Even after Yelü Zhu withdrew from politics, those treacherous officials who had framed Yelü Chucai did not let them go,

but instead sent assassins to kill the Yelü family. When Yelü Chucai was ten years old, his parents, trying to protect him and his younger sister,

lost their father and mother, because of her beauty, were raped and murdered by their pursuers.

Yelü Chucai then vowed revenge; he would overthrow the current court and kill all the

corrupt officials and treacherous ministers. The siblings relied on each other for survival, and later, through a fortuitous encounter, they received

instruction from a renowned master, becoming highly skilled in martial arts. Yelü Chucai then founded the Holy Sect, beginning his grand plan to overthrow the court.

Unexpectedly, Yelü Chucai, in his eagerness to expand his army, failed to strictly control his followers.

Recruiting solely through force resulted in a wide disparity in the quality of his members. This led to frequent

reports of robbery, plunder, and rape. Therefore, righteous individuals united to attack the Holy Gate,

labeling it the Demonic Gate.

After hearing Murong Yan's explanation, Ouyang Piaoxue finally understood the truth behind the so-called war between good and evil

. In fact, Yun Muping had been secretly working to reform the Holy Gate after the events of ten years ago. However,

the Holy Gate was a chaotic mix of good and evil, and the saying "it's hard to become good, but easy to become bad" wasn't

without merit. Therefore, although Yun Muping was helping Yelü Chucai in his efforts to reform the Holy Gate, the results were minimal.

Ren Wanjian and the Three Wanderers were the targets Yun Muping was currently targeting.

Ouyang Piaoxue was now in a state of turmoil. Did she really have to join the "Xuan Yin Sect"? If she didn't

join , it seemed they would let her go. But even if she returned to the Qingcheng Sect, would she be able to avenge herself?

Even if the Qingcheng Sect were willing to mobilize its entire force to hunt down Ren Wanjian for her alone, would she be willing? Moreover,

her biological sister's whereabouts were currently unknown, and it seemed that staying was the only option.

The problem was, even if she stayed, how could she possibly deal with Ren Wanjian with her current martial arts skills?

The more Ouyang Piaoxue thought about it, the more she felt that joining the "Xuanyin Sect" to learn the "Xuanyin Skill" was the only

way to take revenge. As for the issue of good versus evil, she now knew that the "Demon Sect" was not actually a "demon" sect, and the "

Xuanyin Sect" was not an evil sect either. As for her originally being from the Qingcheng Sect and now switching to another sect, which seemed to be a taboo in the martial arts world,

in fact, the Ouyang sisters had not truly become disciples of the Qingcheng Sect. Their martial arts skills were passed down from their parents,

so she had only formally taken on a master.

Having figured out the obstacles that had previously seemed insurmountable, Ouyang Piaoxue now wanted to immediately begin

practicing the "Mysterious Yin Skill." Since she was already a broken and frail woman, she figured that

after killing Ren Wanjian, she would still have to commit suicide.

Ouyang Piaoxue was so engrossed in her thoughts that she completely forgot that Murong Yan was still beside her. Murong Yan

looked at Ouyang Piaoxue and saw that her beautiful face now revealed a hint of haggardness, a touch of sorrow and

loneliness , and felt a deep pang of reluctance. Looking at her, Murong Yan became somewhat lost in thought.

"Sister, let's not think about the past anymore. The most important thing now is how to make that Ren Wanjian

get what he deserves!" Murong Yan gently patted Ouyang Piaoxue, unable to help but comfort her. Touched by

her own thoughts, Ouyang Piaoxue's tears involuntarily fell again, and she sobbed softly.

Seeing this, Murong Yan felt a surge of tenderness. She suddenly remembered how she would often talk to her sisters when she was

feeling down… Thinking of this, she gently approached Ouyang Piaoxue, embraced

her, and tenderly wiped away the tears from her cheeks with her delicate fingers.

Ouyang Piaoxue felt a slender, soft hand caress her face, gently wiping away

her tears. Grateful, she turned to look at Murong Yan beside her. Murong Yan saw Ouyang Piaoxue

's pure face, tear-streaked and glistening with tears, her misty eyes like a sky full of stars—so moving. She couldn't help but

part her lips slightly and press them against Ouyang Piaoxue's.

Ouyang Piaoxue was suddenly overcome with emotion, forgetting to push Murong Yan away, and simply let Murong Yan's

fragrant tongue slip into her mouth. Murong Yan's small tongue, like an old horse on the road, lightly

teased and swirled in Ouyang Piaoxue's mouth before their lips parted.

Ouyang Piaoxue's cheeks flushed, and she realized what they had just done; her blush deepened

. Ouyang Piaoxue felt that they shouldn't have acted this way, yet she didn't particularly dislike the feeling; in fact , she seemed

to like it a little. The soft feeling of Murong Yan's fragrant tongue lingered in her mouth; that gentle sensation was quite

comfortable .

Murong Yan breathed softly into Ouyang Piaoxue's ear, sending a tingling,

numbing electric current coursing through her body, making her limbs weak and powerless. It turned out that Murong

Yan had unknowingly used the "Mysterious Yin Technique."

Murong Yan had been adopted by Yun Muping from a young age and had always been by Yun Muping's side. From childhood to adulthood, her only playmates were the maids

who served Yun Muping. Many of these maids were rescued from the jaws of wolves by Yun Muping,

and a large portion of them came to view men as ferocious beasts and harbored deep hatred for them. Some even went

so far change their sexual orientation, developing a liking for women and engaging in sexual acts. Yun Muping did not...

Opposition was opposed, but in fact, due to Yelü Chucai's busy worldly affairs, Yun Muping herself sometimes played this game. Murong

Yan, growing up in such an environment, naturally also engaged in this double-phoenix union with the maids.

Murong Yan was adept at this, while Ouyang Piaoxue had only recently experienced such matters

. With the aid of Murong Yan's "Mysterious Yin Skill," Ouyang Piaoxue felt lightheaded and disoriented.

Ouyang Piaoxue felt as if Murong Yan's small hands possessed a heat that,

upon touching , generated waves of heat that assaulted all her sensitive areas.

The soft sensation from her fingers was incredibly comfortable, causing Ouyang Piaoxue to feel no repulsion.

Unlike the beasts who had violated her, Murong Yan's warm hands felt as if they were one with her body

.

As a woman, Murong Yan naturally knew which parts of her body were more sensitive. With her practiced movements,

Ouyang Piaoxue didn't even realize when her clothes were removed. She only knew that her little hands were getting hotter and hotter, and

seemed to have an electric current, causing her body to throb involuntarily whenever they touched her.

"Yan'er...this...this isn't good," Ouyang Piaoxue stammered,

panting heavily.

"Sister, it's alright. Yan'er knows what to do," Murong Yan said

as and began to undress herself.

As Murong Yan undressed, her beautiful figure was revealed to Ouyang Piaoxue,

disproportionate to her youthful face. Murong Yan's face looked incredibly youthful, yet she possessed such impressive

breasts , and her waist was even slightly thinner than Ouyang Piaoxue's, making her breasts appear even larger. Perhaps

this was due to the training she received from the "Xuan Yin Sect" sisters at a very young age?

Or perhaps she massages them regularly? The real reason remains unknown; all that is known

is that Murong Yan possesses a pair of enormous breasts that cannot be discerned from her appearance.

Proportionally, Murong Yan's legs are considered long, but she is slightly shorter than Ouyang

Piaoxue legs, her legs don't appear particularly

long. Even so, the proportions of her legs are still perfectly balanced. Combined with her wasp waist and enormous breasts, Ouyang Piaoxue

appears much more youthful.

Murong Yan's skin is even fairer than Ouyang Piaoxue's. Perhaps this is because, aside from occasionally going down the mountain

with rarely leaves the Holy Mountain, spending most of her time

within this villa. For convenience, we will henceforth refer to Yun Muping's villa as the "Xuanyin Villa." Compared to

Murong Yan, the Ouyang sisters had far more opportunities to be exposed to the sun, wind, and rain. Therefore, although Ouyang

Piaoxue's skin was relatively fair and radiant, it appeared more wheat-colored next to Murong Yan.

Murong Yan's graceful body covered Ouyang Piaoxue's, her slender fingers tracing

her skin a seemingly magnetic pull, causing Ouyang Piaoxue's body to undulate and sway in response to the caresses. Whenever Murong Yan

's fingers moved elsewhere, Ouyang Piaoxue would involuntarily arch that area, as if reluctant to

let go , chasing after her fingers. Not only did she feel no resistance, but her body had already accepted Murong Yan

's caresses and teasing.

Ouyang Piaoxue felt a warm, fiery current rising from her lower abdomen—no, not only her lower abdomen, but also

a burning flame in her breasts, as if about to burst forth, urgently needing to be extinguished. Murong Yan seemed to know her situation,

her slender hands timely covering her breasts, gently kneading them. The flames seemed to subside, but the heat in her lower

abdomen became even more intense and obvious.

"Oh my god, Murong Yan is actually scratching the tips of her own breasts with her fingernails," Ouyang Piaoxue

thought to , her body reacting violently, arching upwards and tensing. As if to tease her, Murong Yan

flicked her fingertips, and her breasts became even more erect, the protruding parts even harder. Feeling that

her breasts would actually grow larger with the caress, Ouyang Piaoxue's shyness intensified.

Suddenly, Murong Yan opened her mouth slightly and took the now extremely hard little protrusion into her mouth, and Ouyang Piaoxue couldn't help but

moan. Hearing the sound she made, Ouyang Piaoxue blushed and her heart pounded, but she also felt a sense of release and

relief . Unconsciously, with Murong Yan's movements, Ouyang Piaoxue's moans became intermittent, like

sobs.

Murong Yan gently released her lips, revealing a bulge that, despite being sucked for so long, hadn't dried up; instead, it

had swelled even more. Murong Yan continued downwards, her lips approaching the secret place sparsely covered in fragrant grass.

"That...that place is dirty," Ouyang Piaoxue thought to herself, wanting to stop Murong Yan's approach, but

lacking the strength to resist. Suddenly, a warm, moist sensation came, and the heat that had been flowing in her lower abdomen for so long seemed to have found

an outlet, gushing out. Smooth, glistening liquid

flowed Murong Yan's lips curled into a satisfied smile, as if admiring her own masterpiece. She looked around

for a while, then parted her lips slightly, her fragrant tongue gently licking the flowing fluid.

Although Ouyang Piaoxue felt ashamed, her firm, slender legs uncontrollably opened

and closed , then opened wider again, then closed a little more, finally giving up her restraint and opening wide, allowing

Murong Yan beneath her to taste more. Her lower body involuntarily chased after Murong Yan's fragrant tongue.

When Murong Yan's two fingers parted the petals and entered Ouyang Piaoxue's tender orifice, Ouyang Piaoxue felt like

she was going crazy. Those slender fingers teasing her lower body

felt completely different from when a man's huge object entered her before. There was no excruciating pain like before, but a sweet,

faint , yet real feeling, as if something was teasing her unbearably itchy lower body.

And when Murong Yan began to slowly move her fingers, it was another kind of pleasure. His fingers carefully probed and

teased, and Ouyang Piaoxue's scalding nectar flowed out in a gentle stream. Each thrust

brought forth the burning fluid within her body, slightly reducing the raging fire in her lower abdomen. Paradoxically, however

, the insertion of his fingers brought another wave of heat, intensifying the flames.

The fire burned ever brighter, and the fluid flowed ever more profusely. Ouyang Piaoxue felt as if she were about to faint...

She was nearly exhausted. Murong Yan, however, suddenly seemed relaxed, her fingers now a polishing motion, gently probing

the walls Suddenly, her fingers penetrated deep into a certain spot, a few inches above the entrance to her vagina

, stopping there and rotating the walls.

Ouyang Piaoxue felt the walls of her vagina harden rapidly from the moment they were touched, and the fire

within her surged quickly. In an instant, the fire reached its peak and exploded,

the bursting heat engulfing her entire body. A thicker, purer liquid suddenly

emerged and gushed outwards.

Ouyang Piaoxue's limbs stiffened, trembled, her body tense yet continuously relaxing, emitting

whimpering sounds. She was too weak to move anymore, but Murong Yan didn't let her go. Her annoying fingers

continued their previous movements, causing Ouyang Piaoxue's body to unbearably tense and relax, repeating that

ecstatic feeling.

"Sister's here, but Yan'er isn't yet." Murong Yan finally released Ouyang Piaoxue, withdrawing her fingers and

gently caressing Ouyang Piaoxue's naked body with her delicate hand. She uttered shy, sticky words, took Ouyang Piaoxue's

limp hand, and pressed it against her own breasts, simultaneously pressing her smooth skin against Ouyang Piaoxue's.

Ouyang Piaoxue, having finally recovered from her peak, was still savoring the embarrassing yet beautiful

experience . Her face flushed red, her eyes hazy as she looked at Murong Yan, awkwardly cooperating with her, slowly

moving her delicate hand.

"Was it beautiful, sister?" Murong Yan teased Ouyang Piaoxue with a grin, while seemingly enjoying

the sensation of Ouyang Piaoxue's hand gently rubbing her breasts.

"Mmm," Ouyang Piaoxue admitted shyly, her delicate fingers lightly teasing Murong Yan's

small, adorable, rosy nipples.

"Then it's Yan'er's turn to enjoy it." Murong Yan's cheeks were also flushed. She lay down lightly beside Ouyang Piaoxue,

guiding Ouyang Piaoxue to adjust her position above Murong Yan. At the same time, she gently instructed Ouyang Piaoxue's hand to

climb up her sensitive and tender area.

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The door opened, and the Holy Master walked out.

Luo Shihong seemed not to have moved, his posture unchanged, still kneeling on the ground.

"Have you thought it through?" the Holy Master asked.

"Master, is there really no other way?" Luo Shihong seemed still unwilling to give up and asked.

"Do you like this woman or not?" The Holy Master

seemed .

"...I like her." Luo Shihong was silent for a long time before finally answering honestly.

"If you like her, then go for it." the Holy Master said. "But, the disciple and her status... Moreover, the disciple does not want to obtain her body

under these circumstances ." Luo Shihong said. 　　"What? You want to cultivate feelings first, then ask for her consent? Perhaps a wedding night would be better ?" The Holy Lord smiled, teasingly. 　　"This...this is naturally the best," Luo Shihong said. 　　"You're joining the Holy Gate for the first time? You don't know the rules?" the Holy Lord said. 　　"Disciple...disciple understands," Luo Shihong said, as if he had made up his mind. 　　"Go in." The Holy Lord said, walking past Luo Shihong and stepping out of the hut. 　　After Luo Shihong entered the room and closed the door, the Holy Lord stood alone in the garden outside, gazing at the twinkling stars. 　　"Did you notice?" the Holy Lord suddenly asked, but there was no one around. Was he talking to a ghost? 　　"Yes, I noticed," Mo Yixin's voice came from the dark corner, his emotionless tone making it impossible to know his thoughts. 　　"Will the Pure Yin Mother affect him?" the Holy Lord continued to ask. 　　"No. The so-called 'pure Yin mother' means that with her constitution, the children she gives birth to will all have a pure Yin constitution , and she will almost always give birth to girls," Mo Yixin explained. 　　"Almost?" The Holy Lord raised an eyebrow upon hearing this and turned around. 　　"Yes, although the chance of giving birth to a boy is not high, it is still possible," Mo Yixin said. 　　"Even if it is a boy, he will have a pure Yin constitution?" The Holy Lord frowned and asked, thinking of something. 　　"Yes, not only will he have a pure Yin constitution, but because he is male, he will also have the Nine Yang Meridians," Mo Yixin said calmly. 　　"What!?" The Holy Lord's voice rose slightly, clearly somewhat surprised. For someone as composed as him, this seemed to be beyond his imagination. 　　"It is already impossible for a pure Yin constitution to appear in a male, and with the Nine Yang Meridians, this child will ..." the Holy Lord murmured. 　　"He will never be able to learn martial arts for the rest of his life," Mo Yixin said calmly. 　　"This seems tragic for us martial arts practitioners, but for ordinary people, it makes no difference , does it? Besides, there's nothing wrong with being an ordinary person," Mo Yixin continued. 　　"That's true. Besides, what happens to the young couple is none of my business," the Holy Lord said slowly, regaining his composure. 　　"Why didn't you just tell Luo Shihong directly?" Mo Yixin asked. 　　"Old Mo is different. With his personality, he definitely wouldn't agree to this reason. I sensed his situation the moment he brought this woman back. If Ren Wanjian hadn't come to demand her, I would still be wondering how to get him to do it willingly," the Holy Lord said. It turned out that when Luo Shihong brought Ouyang Piaoyun to see him, the Holy Lord had already decided to save her and have Luo Shihong have relations with her. But why was that? 　　"My original plan was to ask Mu Ping for someone when Shi Hong reached that level, but I didn't expect him to have such a fortuitous encounter outside, causing his power to surge instantly and reach that threshold," the Holy Master continued . 　　"Yes, I could tell just from my interaction with him. However, I've never understood why you insisted on passing on the 'Chaos Heart Sutra' to him. With his physique, he could achieve considerable success practicing other techniques, but forcing him to practice the 'Chaos Heart Sutra' would be extremely dangerous," 　　Mo Yixin asked the Holy Master with a puzzled look. 　　"Shi Hong's constitution is predominantly yang, so practicing the 'Chaos Heart Sutra,' which requires the balance of yin and yang, is indeed very difficult for him."

"But if it's truly a neutral physique for cultivation, given the difficulty of this 'Chaos Heart Sutra,'

how long do you estimate it would take, Elder Mo, to reach even a minor level of mastery?" the Holy Lord asked.

"At least thirty years of cultivation," Mo Yixin replied.

"And what about someone like me?" the Holy Lord continued.

"You? I can no longer discern your cultivation level. If your master didn't make much progress during his seclusion

, your current cultivation level should have caught up with his, right?" Mo Yixin said.

"Yes, my current cultivation level is comparable to my master's before his seclusion," the Holy Lord said.

"Then… at least fifty or sixty years, right?" Mo Yixin said.

"But Shi Hong specializes in Yang energy, and his cultivation has progressed rapidly. He's even reached a breakthrough point now, isn't

he?" the Holy Lord asked calmly.

"But this barrier isn't something you can just break through. The 'Chaos Heart Sutra' emphasizes the balance of Yin and Yang.

His focus on cultivating Yang energy, combined with his predominantly Yang constitution, has undoubtedly led to rapid progress. However, the more vigorous his Yang energy becomes

, the more dangerous his situation becomes," Mo Yixin said.

"I originally estimated that it would take him some time to reach the stage of Yang energy explosion, but I didn't expect his

power to increase so rapidly upon his return. If he doesn't expel it soon, he won't live more than three days," the Holy Master said calmly. He hadn't expected Luo Shihong's

internal condition to be so dangerous, yet it was completely undetectable on the outside.

"I originally planned to wait until he reached this barrier before choosing a woman with the strongest Yin energy from Mu Ping

to help him expel it. Now it's even better; this woman's pure Yin body is perfect," the Holy Master continued

.

"Without this woman's pure Yin body, even if he finds a woman with strong Yin energy to have intercourse with, even if he

breaks through and his power is no less than yours, he won't live more than ten years, will he?" Mo Yixin said.

"Having a subordinate whose martial arts are similar to mine, yet who is utterly loyal to me, in ten years, one can accomplish

a great deal, can't one?" the Holy Lord said calmly.

Mo Yixin was speechless upon hearing this.

"Alas, I'm getting old. This kind of game of power is truly not suitable for me."

After sighed softly.

"Does Elder Mo think I'm too ruthless? Too cruel?" the Holy Lord asked slowly.

"Those who aspire to great things do not concern themselves with trifles. I just didn't expect that from the very beginning, you intended to

sacrifice . I've watched him grow up; his personality is quite similar to yours when you were young, and I quite like him."

Mo Yixin replied.

"Now, hasn't a woman with a pure Yin body arrived? He won't only have ten years to live." the Holy

Lord replied slowly.

"But she is a pure Yin mother, not simply a pure Yin body." Mo Yixin said slowly.

"What difference does it make to him? A pure Yin mother must possess a pure Yin body; the only difference is

whether the child she gives birth to is also a pure Yin body." the Holy Lord said.

"For Luo, it makes no difference; both can completely dispel the accumulated yang energy within his body.

However , the yang energy in Luo's body, once it reaches that woman's body, could very well cause him to give birth to a boy, rather than

a girl, as is common with purely yin mothers," Mo Yixin said.

"That's possible," the Holy Lord replied calmly, seemingly indifferent to the outcome. Indeed, he was already willing to disregard

Luo Shihong 's life, so why would he care about his offspring?

"In short, Shihong has completely eliminated the danger of his body exploding due to excessive yang energy, and he won't be limited by ten years of

lifespan . For me, that's more than enough." After adding this, the Holy Lord stepped forward and

gradually disappeared into the night. Mo Yixin, who had been staying in the shadows in the corner, sighed and then

fell silent, the garden returning to quietude once more.

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