【Sword Color】(1)

The gentle sunlight streamed through the bamboo grove, only to be relentlessly blocked by the lush green leaves
. Even so, the sunlight still flowed like water, piercing through the dense bamboo and forming multicolored beams that reflected
onto the clearing, adding a hazy atmosphere to the fierce swordplay that raged there.
A young swordsman was practicing his swordsmanship in this clearing. Bare-chested, he was highly focused,
rapidly striking the bamboo with his sword, leaving marks.
Thrusts and slashes were his primary attack methods. With practice, a single sword flash disappeared
, leaving two sword shadows.
He was Yue Yangtian, the third disciple of the Qingyang Sect, one of the most dazzling rising stars among the elite martial arts schools.
A man and a woman watched from the side.
The boy, with a lazy and indifferent expression, glanced at his third senior brother practicing swordsmanship before turning away to continue
sleeping. The girl, blushing, cheered loudly as she watched the man practicing swordsmanship, but her eyes
were glued to the senior brother's bare upper body, occasionally glancing at
the dark bulge on his sweat-soaked lower body.
The boy was Wang Wang, the seventh disciple of the Qingyang Sect, a notorious lazy and rascal, while the girl
was Su Mei, the only daughter of Su Peng, the renowned elder of the Qingyang Sect, known as the "Crimson Killing Sword."
"Hey, if you're looking at the sword, just look at the sword. Why are you shouting? You're making it hard for me to sleep," Wang Wang said
, annoyed, waving the girl aside as if shooing away a fly.
"Hmph, I don't care if you sleep well or not, I'm looking at Third Senior Brother." Su Mei stuck
her tongue out at Wang Wang. "Besides, it's training time now. Instead of practicing, you're sleeping
. You're the laziest person in the entire Qingyang Sect."
"Didn't I tell you, I'm not sleeping, I'm practicing. I'm practicing the legendary Sleeping Divine Skill,
cultivating Chen Tuan's Sleeping Arhat Divine Sword in my dream, and you woke me up. And you, instead of practicing in broad daylight,
you're just swooning over Third Senior Brother."
"What did you say? Are you asking for a beating?" Su Mei's face turned red, and she whipped Wang Wang a few times with her sword sheath. She stole
a glance at Third Senior Brother beside her. Fortunately, he was focused on practicing his sword and didn't hear what was being said. "You scoundrel,
if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll tie your hands and feet and throw you into the hell room." After Su Mei finished speaking, she burst out
laughing.
"Hell Room" is what the younger generation of the Qingyang Sect calls a high-intensity training room within the sect. That room
is considered by the Qingyang Sect members to be as terrifying as going to hell.
Su Mei, seemingly unfazed by Wang Wang's glare, said nonchalantly, "Let me tell you, Ancestor Chen Tuan is a Taoist immortal,
what kind of bullshit relationship does he have with Arhats? Next time you spout nonsense, remember to get your facts straight."
After saying this, Su Mei once again gushed over her third senior brother. Wang Wang
ignored her, but kept Su Mei's advice in mind, already thinking of a new excuse.
Lost in thought, Wang Wang fell asleep again, drooling in his sleep, when a large foot stomped heavily
on his face. Wang Wang struggled for a while before waking up, only to find his master standing before him. Startled,
Wang Wang jumped up, pretending to be practicing, and performed the Qingyang Twelve Forms one by one on the bamboo.
"Pretend, keep pretending! I told you to practice and you went to sleep, you good-for-nothing! You better
practice the basics properly!" The master flashed through the bamboo forest, felling a section of bamboo and leaving only
stumps of varying heights.
"Ugh, not this again?" Wang Wang said with a bitter face, but seeing his master's expression, he obediently jumped
onto the bamboo stumps and began practicing his sword.
Yue Yangtian and Su Mei stood obediently to the side, watching their master reprimand Wang Wang, both with smiles in their eyes. This guy
really deserved it.
"Tian, I see you've improved your swordsmanship. It's almost time for you to make a choice. Have you made up your mind?
Will you walk the path of light or the path of shadow?" Completely different from his attitude towards Wang Wang, the master
looked at Yue Yangtian gently and said.
Seeing Yue Yangtian's hesitation, his master smiled. "It's normal to be undecided right now. Alright,
think it over some more. A-Tian, how many levels of sword transformation can you achieve now?"
Yue Yangtian stood beside a bamboo stalk, sword in hand, splitting into eight swords and thrusting them at the bamboo
. Each strike almost severed the bamboo in two.
The result was numerous wounds on the bamboo. His master nodded approvingly, "You can achieve three levels of sword transformation; you're
indeed close to the point of splitting your sword."
Su Mei carefully examined the marks. She had clearly seen that her third senior brother had achieved eight levels of sword transformation, so why did her master say three
? Looking at the marks on the bamboo, she couldn't understand.
"Mei'er, your cultivation is still shallow, so you don't understand. Look at this bamboo; how many deep marks and how many shallow
marks are there?" Her master was particularly kind to Su Mei, smiling as he guided her.
Su Mei examined the bamboo closely. Three sword marks were particularly deep; each could have easily severed the bamboo
, but the swordsman had held back to test the bamboo and prevent it from falling. The other five marks were shallower, merely making small cuts
. A realization dawned on her.
"Uncle Sect Leader, please tell me more! What do these sword marks have to do with the sword-splitting technique? Tell me, tell me!"
Su Mei tugged at her master's hand, pleading. This master, known as "Sword Demon" Li Dongyang, a man who had killed countless people, adored
his senior brother's precious daughter. Now, seeing Su Mei's pleading, he chuckled.
"Please enlighten me, Master," Yue Yangtian bowed, seeking instruction.
"Yes, yes, Master, show us your skills! Let us lads broaden our horizons!" Wang Wang
shouted playfully from the bamboo stake.
"You stay here and practice properly. This is none of your business. If you slack off again, I'll skin you alive!"
Li Dongyang glared at Wang Wang, his voice sharp and unfriendly.
Wang Wang, having been scolded, could only sullenly continue hopping around on the bamboo stakes.
Li Dongyang drew his sword, a simple iron sword, well-forged but nothing special.
Li Dongyang usually used this sword to defend himself unless there were special circumstances.
Countless sword lights shot out from Li Dongyang's hand, like an iron flower blooming in his grasp.
Each petal was a sword, flashing past a large rock in an instant.
Compared to Yue Yangtian's performance earlier, the two watching understood even more the power of their master's sword strike.
Su Mei ran to examine the sword marks, counting them carefully. There were countless light sword marks, probably hundreds, while there were only
twelve heavy sword marks.
Compared to the terrifying iron flower sword light from before, the two felt that their master's previous sword strike might have been
somewhat over-the-top, but they dared not show it on their faces, still praising it endlessly.
"Did you feel that the move just now wasn't strong enough?" Although Li Dongyang hadn't paid close attention to their expressions, he understood
their thoughts perfectly. He smiled and said, "Human strength has its limits. If you
continue practicing the internal energy and swordsmanship of the Qingyang Twelve Swords, your limit is that move just now. Twelve swords out of four hundred illusory swords possess formidable power." "
The Qingyang Twelve Swords were created by the founder of the sect. With this technique, they were virtually unmatched in the martial world back then.
But now, hehe. Thanks to the efforts of generations of predecessors, the Qingyang Twelve Swords are now merely
the initial swordsmanship of the Qingyang Sect."
"To become a master in the martial world today, you need to divide your sword. Only with the power of light or shadow
can our swords become stronger and faster, thus taking the first step on the path of the sword." After Li Dongyang finished speaking, a sword
shadow flashed, and a cloud of black mist enveloped the large rock. After a hoarse sound, only a pile of stone dust remained.
The two had no feeling what Li Dongyang's sword had just done; all that remained in their minds was a cloud of black
mist.
"The sword has two ends, light and shadow. Both paths can lead to mastery, and there's no inherent superiority,
only a difference in temperament. Ah Tian, the choice is yours." Li Dongyang sheathed his sword and leisurely left the bamboo forest.
As Li Dongyang walked away, Yue Yangtian, still shocked by the sword strike, lost all interest in practicing. Su Mei pulled him along, and the two
went hand in hand to play by a lake deep within the bamboo forest.
"That despicable adulterous couple," Wang Wang muttered, watching the departing pair. He knew what they were up to. Having
spied on them before, he felt a longing for Su Mei, this little vixen, but out of respect
for his senior brother, he couldn't bring himself to turn against her.
However, his current frustration was hard to dispel; while they were enjoying their lovemaking, he had to jump around on these sharp
bamboo stakes.
Unbeknownst to Yue Yangtian and Su Mei, the bamboo stakes Li Dongyang had carved were all sharp as
swords, a terrifying death trap where an ordinary person standing on them would be impaled. Yet, Wang Wang seemed to be jumping around on them with great
amusement.
Recalling how Yue Yangtian had pressed and kneaded Su Mei's alluring waist and shapely buttocks,
Wang Wang felt a surge of irritation. He casually swung his sword, and hundreds of black shadows flashed,
leveling the surrounding bamboo grove, leaving short bamboo stalks falling like rain. Still burning
with rage, Wang Wang dove to find a woman to quell his fire.
The Qingyang Sect was located on the sunny side of the mountain, an area teeming with Buddhist energy and numerous temples, a
place where devout men and women gathered.
Ignoring the whispered teachings between the monks and female devotees in the secluded rooms, and
the vows of eternal love exchanged between young ladies and scholars visiting the area, there stood a solitary woman chanting scriptures in a nunnery, within a Guanyin hall
.
She was beautiful and possessed a noble air; though residing in a mountain nunnery, her clothes were exceptionally luxurious,
making her clearly extraordinary.
She was the wife of the provincial prefect, his lawfully wedded first wife, Madam Guo. However, time was merciless
, and beauty faded, leaving her childless. Therefore, she sought Guanyin's help, asking for a child to ward
off mistreatment in her old age and the loss of her position as the principal wife.
She was alone, clearly having dismissed her maids and servants, and cleared away the nuns,
to prevent worldly people from disturbing her sincere prayer for a child.
Wang Wang stood silently behind her, the beautiful woman's fragrance wafting into his nostrils.
Unable to resist any longer, he pounced and tore Guo's clothes apart.
Driven by lust, Wang Wang's strength was immense; with a single rip, half of Guo's garment was torn away,
revealing a pair of full breasts.
The pink hue of her breasts reflected her inner excitement, her nipples erect,
revealing her inner thoughts.
Wang Wang, however, paid no heed, neglecting to admire her beauty, and pressed his mouth against her breasts.
Guo continued chanting her scriptures as usual, as if nothing had happened, only her face flushed
red, the pink spreading to her chest. Amidst her chanting, only when Wang Wang bit her nipple
did she let out a soft moan.
Guo was completely aware of Wang Wang's every move as he embraced and begged her.
"Does this woman only see me as a vibrator, a sperm donor?" Wang Wang thought angrily, but he didn't
consider that this high-ranking official's wife, having been raped by him once, had already come back to wait for him.
Why should a man force her to be pleased?
"I didn't get enough of you last time, Madam. You've come again today, do you want my big cock?" Wang Wang
whispered in Madam Guo's ear, licking it with his tongue.
Madam Guo didn't give Wang Wang any face. Hearing him tease her with such vulgar words, her breathing
became heavier. One of her delicate hands secretly grasped Wang Wang's penis and began to stroke it
.
Madam Guo's technique was skillful. Wang Wang was already aroused, and with Madam Guo's stroking and
stimulation of the glans, he became even harder, ready to ejaculate.
Wang Wang immediately begged for mercy, speaking sweet words, praising the lady's beauty and expressing his love, only
asking Madam Guo to spare him this time, so he could enjoy her honeyed depths again.
Hearing Wang Wang's sweet words, Madam Guo was pleased, slowing her pace and skillfully controlling
his sensations. Waves of pleasure washed over him, but he didn't actually ejaculate. Wang Wang grasped Madam Guo's full breasts,
his eyes narrowed, simply enjoying the prefect's wife's ministrations.
"Hmph, a young rooster, fallen into my hands. He's handsome and strong, a delicious treat,"
the Prefect's wife thought to herself. Since her marriage, she had always upheld the virtues of a wife, never overstepping her bounds.
However, her inability to conceive and her husband's neglect led to her affair with Wang Wang. Before her marriage, she had many
suitors, but
her skillful maneuvering kept them hidden. Now, this Wang Wang was blinded by lust. He had come here to rape Madam Guo, and
Madam Guo had caught him. She would remember this lad; otherwise,
how easy would it be for the wife of a powerful lord to deal with a mere street urchin?
Wang Wang, teased by Madam Guo, his desire raging, could no longer restrain himself.
He suddenly pushed Madam Guo down, tearing her clothes to shreds. Madam Guo showed no
panic, her beautiful eyes gleaming with lust, her gaze towards Wang Wang seemingly overflowing with desire.
Ignoring Madam Guo's feelings, Wang Wang, with his erect penis, groped his way to the same secluded spot he had entered before, only to find it
wet with lustful fluids. Madam Guo cried out softly at his touch, her jade legs trembling slightly. Wang Wang then
thrust in, arching
his back as he grasped Madam Guo's buttocks. As Wang Wang fucked her, Madam Guo chanted scriptures and prayed to Buddha, her nonsensical chanting interspersed
with soft moans, seemingly balancing Buddhist principles with human nature, destined for enlightenment.
Wang Wang found it amusing, feeling his penis enveloped in warmth, the soft flesh tightening with each thrust
, a suction-like force pulling at his shaft, a pleasure that made him feel as if he were floating on clouds.
Wang Wang pressed down on Madam Guo, feeling that this woman, seemingly still flushed from previous encounters, radiated a captivating allure
that stirred his heart. Her soft, panting breaths were irresistible, her
body seemingly made of cotton, so soft and boneless that he longed to merge with her. He couldn't resist the
urge to love this woman twenty years his senior, and pressed his lips to hers.
Madam Guo was startled, but closed her beautiful eyes, extending her tongue to pull Wang Wang's from her mouth
, teaching this virgin the art of tongue-twisting.
After a long period of tender intimacy, Wang Wang finally ejaculated, shooting his semen into Madam Guo's long-desired flower, causing
her to tremble with pleasure.
Not yet satisfied, Madam Guo waited for Wang Wang to rest before using her mouth to make him rise again
, resuming their relentless pleasure.
After five repetitions, even Wang Wang, a highly skilled martial artist, inevitably suffered from back pain, finally satisfying the noblewoman and leaving
her with a look of contentment.
Madam Guo took out another set of clothes, changed again, and her dignified and noble demeanor returned to normal. Wang Wang felt slightly
annoyed, his mind preoccupied with the philosophical question of whether he had raped her or been raped by her. He prepared to
leave, but Madam Guo grabbed him, stuffing several pieces of paper into his clothes and handing him a purse.
The papers were perhaps Madam Guo's love letters; Wang Wang didn't pay them any mind. However, upon opening the purse, he found it contained a bag of
precious gems, extremely valuable. He was furious; did this woman really think he was a gigolo?
He raised his hand to strike her, but seeing Madam Guo's gentle expression, his anger immediately dissipated. He changed direction
and struck Madam Guo's ample buttocks, giving them a squeeze.
Wang Wang tossed the money pouch back to her. "I'm grateful for your favor; you didn't find me rude. I'm a man, how could I take
your money?"
Seeing Wang Wang scratching his head, Madam Guo smiled. "You're the father of my child; this is just a small token of my
appreciation."
Wang Wang then understood Madam Guo's intentions. He was about to say something, no longer caring about the age and status difference, and
the thought of taking Madam Guo away crossed his mind. However, he remained silent as Madam Guo stuffed the money pouch back into his hand and whispered to Wang Wang
, "I'll be back in a month. Try not to come and see."
Wang Wang was both amused and exasperated. He pulled Madam Guo close and kissed her, using the techniques she had personally taught him.
Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped again. "Help me take these torn clothes off the ground and burn them."
Wang Wang smiled, gathered the torn clothes together, and with a flash of dark sword energy, the clothes turned into a pile of black
ash, which scattered in the wind beneath Guanyin's seat.
"So he has such abilities," Madam Guo thought, her love for Wang Wang growing even stronger. Thinking that the child in her womb was this man
's, she felt it was all worthwhile. She kissed Wang Wang on the cheek and pushed him away.
A moment later, the abbess of the nunnery entered to greet Madam Guo. Madam Guo, who had a close relationship with her, gave
her a large sum of money before returning home.
It turned out the abbess had been eavesdropping in the next room, and when her lust became unbearable, she would pull her trusted young nun over for
some pleasure. Now, as she cleaned up the mess, she noticed the scattered black ash.
The nun was a highly skilled practitioner; even while engaging in lesbian activities, she could still observe the scene in the room. Wang Wang seemed
familiar, and upon seeing the black ash, he recognized it as Qingyang School martial arts, realizing it belonged to Wang Wang,
a disciple of Li Dongyang.
She admired Wang Wang's swordsmanship, but worried that the young man might be reckless and act
impulsively, causing trouble at the prefect's residence and harming everyone. After much deliberation,
she decided to go to the Qingyang Sect to meet with her acquaintance, Li Dongyang, to tell him what had happened and to
ease her longing.
The beautiful, mature nun set off with a heavy heart.
When Wang Wang returned to the sect, he saw Yue Yangtian and Su Mei already there, still inseparable. He paid no
attention to Su Mei; his mind was still filled with the image of Madam Guo, and he no longer cared about Su Mei. Just as
Wang Wang was about to find a place to take a bath, his fifth senior brother stopped him.
"Ah, you brat, where have you been with women? Last time, when the brothers invited you to the biggest brothel
, you wouldn't go. Now you can't resist anymore?" his fifth senior brother, Anan, said with a wicked smile.
People gathered around, pointing and whispering.
"What are you saying? What do you mean by finding a woman? Stop spreading rumors."
"Wipe your face first, our seventh senior brother has finally lost his virginity." A low-ranking disciple pointed at Wang Wang and laughed.
Everyone around burst into laughter. Wang Wang remembered Madam Guo's parting kiss and quickly wiped it off with his hand.
"Smells like perfume, really. Instead of practicing her kung fu, she's always thinking about this. Hmm, this
scent seems..." Sixth Senior Sister sniffed curiously. A lower-ranking female disciple exclaimed, "It's the highest grade of perfume!
Senior Sister, do you remember the kind we smelled at the best spice shop in the provincial capital last time?"
"My God, really! I remember now, it was the most expensive kind, the shopkeeper said it was a famous overseas
product. Seventh Brother, which noble lady did you go to?" Sixth Senior Sister exclaimed.
Hearing this, everyone started to jeer. Wang Wang couldn't handle it, so he used his lightness skill to leap out of the crowd and slip into his room, staying inside
.
After dinner, everyone began their evening practice to conclude the day's training, but Wang Wang remained
in his room.
To push one's physical body to its limits, one cannot rely on shadows; otherwise, one's martial arts will encounter insurmountable
hurdles. Li Dongyang's words had actually stuck in
Wang Wang's mind, but his inherent laziness meant his progress in swordsmanship was unimaginably rapid. He had never encountered an enemy who made him regret not training his physical body, so he
had no motivation to improve.
Recalling his master's sword power when he didn't use the Shadow technique, he felt it was similar to his own. Wang Wang concluded that
physical strength was of little use in swordsmanship and training it was pointless. The Shadow technique within him churned, but he paid it no mind.
Sitting on the bed, having finished dinner, in the middle of the night, with the bright moon overhead, he thought of the
woman twenty years his senior.
Initially, he had only wanted to rape a woman, and had just taken a liking to her; now he was infatuated. Wang
Wang found himself utterly ridiculous.
He took out the love letters from his clothes and sighed. They were just some silver notes, totaling three thousand taels of silver.
Wang Wang would have preferred that Madam Guo had given him a few useless love letters and a
small trinket for reminiscing.
Could his relationship with Madam Guo continue? After their reunion a month later, would Madam Guo still
come looking for him? Thinking of this, Wang Wang felt deeply distressed.
A month later, Wang Wang went to the nunnery, but Madam Guo was nowhere to be seen. Standing
before the statue of Guanyin, Wang Wang was filled with anxiety, wondering if something had happened.
The abbot slowly entered and softly said to the panicked boy, "Madam Guo will not come again.
The renowned physician Sai Huatuo of the city has discovered she is pregnant and is currently resting at home. Madam Guo said she will not see you again and told you
to forget her."
The abbot handed Wang Wang a bag of jewels, but Wang Wang stood there blankly, motionless.
Wang Wang's face was a kaleidoscope of emotions: anger, frustration, pain, and above all, despair. The abbess sighed inwardly, but spoke
with a cruel sneer: "Benefactor, you've already had your way with Madam Guo here and received so much silver.
You've got both the money and the woman. What more do you want? I advise you to give up now. Madam Guo doesn't even look at you. Don't be
foolish and ruin everyone's lives."
Wang Wang's face contorted with rage, and he unleashed a dark sword aura at the abbess. Startled, the abbess flashed out several
human figures, dodging Wang Wang's attack.
"You brat, you attacked me so hard! I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of Dongyang!" The abbess's human figures flickered,
creating a series of afterimages as he unleashed a burst of qi that condensed in the air, completely surrounding Wang Wang.
Wang Wang remained unmoved by these attacks; his rage had subsided, and he calmly awaited the abbess's next move.
The abbot clenched his fist, unleashing a torrent of qi towards Wang Wang, who had no chance to dodge
.
He knew the only way to break this attack was to use his sword to shatter the qi, but this kid's cultivation was inferior; he could easily
wear him down. The abbot's tactics were impeccable.
However, Wang Wang's shadow transformed into flowing water, swirling around him and pulling the qi balls away
. With subtle shifts in his feet, he evaded the qi balls that had been derailed by his own shadow.
Wang Wang's shadow then thrust forward, slicing through the abbot's clothes, revealing his beautiful body.
Before the abbot could even react, Wang Wang plunged his spear inside.
Without any lubrication, the sudden attack caused the abbot to scream in agony, only to have his breasts squeezed
and kneaded by Wang Wang into various bizarre shapes.
Tears streamed down the nun's face. Her lower orifice was stinging from Wang Wang's thrusts; she hadn't been
treated so brutally in years. The nun sobbed.
Her cries pleased Wang Wang greatly. Treating the nun as Madam Guo, he turned her around and,
while penetrating her, slapped her buttocks hard.
The nun let out a muffled groan. Several slaps from Wang Wang left her buttocks red and raw. With each
strike, her body trembled slightly, her buttocks becoming increasingly erect, her face flushed, her eyes slightly narrowed.
She stopped crying, but her lower orifice began to become wet.
Each slap caused her buttocks to tremble, her orifice contracting uncontrollably, gripping Wang Wang with intense pleasure
.
"You slut, wiggle your ass, or I won't hit you anymore," Wang Wang said coldly, slapping her once.
The abbess, her eyes hazy with reverie, looked at Wang Wang, a hint of resentment in them. Yet, she obediently wiggled her hips,
actively contracting her vaginal muscles to serve him.
Wang Wang vented his desire on her body for a long time, the abbess's eyes rolling back in pleasure, drool dripping from her mouth. He snorted coldly
, a faint sword aura piercing the abbess's clitoris like a needle. The abbess screamed, golden urine
gushing out, her whole body trembling with pleasure. She lay sprawled in the urine, unable to control her overwhelming ecstasy,
a foolish smile spreading across her face as she trembled.
Wang Wang glanced at her, unmoved by her reaction. He dressed and prepared to go to the prefect's residence to find
Madam Guo, only to see his master, Li Dongyang, quietly waiting for him outside.
"Have you vented enough? Go back now," Li Dongyang said disapprovingly.
"I take responsibility for my actions. Madam Guo is mine, I'm going to get her back," Wang Wang retorted angrily.
"What nonsense are you spouting? She's just treating you like a stud, using you for a chance to have her as a concubine. What right do you have to take
her, a prefect's wife?"
"I don't need any status. I could easily break into the prefect's mansion. I only know I love her, and
the child in her womb is mine."
"She would never give up wealth and status, much less bear the stigma of being an adulterer. Going to
her will only kill her and the child in her womb."
"I don't care, I want her!"
Wang Wang charged forward recklessly, only to hear Li Dongyang say, "Unless you can get past me."
And so, the master and disciple began to fight.
The master's sword energy was far stronger than the disciple's. For the first time, Wang Wang wavered amidst the enemy's sword energy, but each
clash was skillfully deflected by Wang Wang. This impressed Li Dongyang greatly; this was his most outstanding
disciple, but unfortunately, he was too stubborn about women.
Only fifteen years old this year, he had been bought by Li Dongyang at the age of three and raised and taught by him. At twelve, he was already capable
of defeating skilled martial artists; now at fifteen, he was almost ready to establish his own school of martial arts. Li
Dongyang's son died young, and his daughter was married, so he treated Wang Wang as his own son. Therefore,
when Wang Wang had sex with the head nun, Li Dongyang didn't think much of it; she was just a mistress, and his son
could have her if he wanted.
Wang Wang was brimming with talent, and Li Dongyang had only heard of people who entered the path of swordsmanship through talent in legends.
No need for arduous training, no need for guidance, no need for opportunity—they were born swordsmen, wielding the sword with effortless grace.
In the past, only a handful of such people had been heard of in China, but each was an unparalleled expert,
invincible against ten thousand men, like Xiang Yu and Huo Qubing. Now, one of them had become his disciple and son. Li
Dongyang was filled with pride, so he treated Wang Wang completely differently from his other disciples, demanding much more from him.
Wang Wang's figure flashed, transforming into several human forms. Li Dongyang was astonished; it turned out to be the head nun's secret movement technique, which
Wang Wang had mastered after just one viewing.
In that moment of distraction, Wang Wang bypassed Li Dongyang. He turned back to thank his master and rushed off, only
to hear Li Dongyang shout, "Do you want to kill them, mother and child?"
Wang Wang froze.
"If you go there, Madam Guo will be unable to defend herself. Being suspected of adultery is an unbearable
shame for her. She was born into a prestigious family; her family has held high office for generations. Now she is the wife of a prefect. Your visit will
bring shame upon her entire family, and she will have no face to live any longer."
"When you go, you will only find Madam Guo's corpse."
"Do you still want to go?"
Li Dongyang slowly walked to Wang Wang, only to see his face streaked with tears.
"Ayu, take care of him. Once he calms down, have him come to me," Li Dongyang
instructed the head nun. The head nun, her face filled with resentment, felt she 　　wanted to cry with Wang Wang
after he so easily gave himself to her . 　　 "He's my successor, and also my half-son. What's wrong with serving him? Anyway, it 　　doesn't matter whether either of us sleeps with you, father or son," Li Dongyang slapped her buttocks hard and left, leaving only the naked 　　mature nun comforting the weeping Wang Wang. 　　 Wang Wang didn't touch the mature nun again. After calming down, he went back to the Qingyang Sect to hear 　　what his master had to say. 　　 He arrived at his master's study, which was filled with several rows of bookshelves, filled with books of all kinds. 　　Wang Wang knew his master was very knowledgeable and that the books weren't just for show. 　　 Li Dongyang was reading a book. He didn't disturb Wang Wang's entry and stood quietly to the side. 　　 Li Dongyang tossed the book to Wang Wang. It was a book about the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States. "You only know 　　women. There's nothing else in your head except women. Here, read this book a few times, and you won't be fooled 　　too many times when you go out." 　　 "What do you mean, go out?" Wang Wang asked, confused. 　　 "Letting you go down the mountain, you can go wherever you want, isn't that good enough?" Li Dongyang sneered. 　　 "Master, are you kicking me out of the sect?" Wang Wang was dumbfounded, completely unable to believe it. 　　 "Bullshit! You dare betray your sect and see what happens. I'm sending you to wander alone, without the sect's backing, 　　to hone your swordsmanship." 　　 "Who's coming with me?" 　　 "You're exceptionally talented. Who among your peers in the Qingyang Sect can rival you? The martial world is vast, teeming with powerful 　　figures. If you want to hone your sword, you can only rely on yourself." 　　 "Any hints? Any martial world records, character profiles, or anything like that?" 　　 "In today's martial world, strength reigns supreme. Aside from a few outdated orthodox sects, there are many sword masters, 　　while most knife-wielders have joined the underworld, and spear-wielders mostly serve their rulers in the military." 　　 "Is our Qingyang Sect righteous or evil, Master? I've never understood this, so I 　　need to clarify our allegiance before leaving the mountain to avoid suffering a great loss." 　　 "As expected, you only have women on your mind. You don't even know this much," Li Dongyang said angrily, puffing out his beard. 　　"Our Qingyang Sect is, of course, a first-rate, prestigious sect. I've told you brothers countless times 　　." 　　 "Don't play tricks on me, Master. You're Li Dongyang, the one who sees ghosts! Seeing you is like seeing a ghost! And that 　　Uncle Su who kills people with blood-red sword energy—do you even remember how many people you've killed? How dare you call yourselves 　　righteous?" 　　 "Boy, do you know what righteousness is, what the orthodox sect of Xuanmen is?" Li Dongyang looked at Wang Wang meaningfully 　　. "The monks of Shaolin Temple, clinging to outdated practices, had their top master 　　utterly defeated by a nobody from the United States, yet they're still considered orthodox Xuanmen. The Taoists on Wudang Mountain, divided into dozens of small sects, 　　haven't fought for decades, even centuries, yet they're still revered by thousands. Do you know the secret?" 　　 Wang Wang knew these things, but he could never understand the intricacies of the matter, so he could only humbly listen. 　　 "If a person doesn't have connections or connections within a sect, they definitely won't work honestly after they start out. 　　Otherwise, what's the point of being in the underworld? If they don't have money, they'll have to rob. They'll go out and plunder, and if their operation grows big, they'll become outlaws."

"Those who get rich through robbery and plunder buy land and establish businesses. That's no longer considered banditry; it becomes a sect. If they can't let
go of their old ways, they're just part of the underworld. If they follow the right path, they're on the righteous
road. If their methods are skillful and their businesses thrive, they
become a prestigious sect." "But becoming a legitimate sect isn't something a prestigious sect can achieve through ordinary means. Our Qingyang Sect
has plenty of money, land, and powerful fists, but calling ourselves a legitimate sect would only make us a laughingstock. That monk
leader is a fourth-rank official, and that Taoist leader is treated with utmost respect even by the emperor. Now you understand the secret of a legitimate sect, right?"
Wang Wang suddenly realized why those seemingly weak sects had endured for a thousand years; they truly had something special about them
.
"I won't mess with those 'orthodox' archaeologists," Wang Wang said, turning to leave.
"Wait, this trip down the mountain is for three years. Don't come back within three years," Li Dongyang said, his tone
softening as he looked at Wang Wang. "I hope that after three years, I will see you master the art of swordsmanship, and I will personally lead you into the Sword Prison."
Before Wang Wang left the mountain, his master's wife had given him a long lecture, and he bid farewell to his many fellow disciples. Filled with
hope and curiosity, he embarked on his wandering journey.
The Sword Prison, a term his master had mentioned, still echoed in his mind. If he had any pursuit of the way of the sword,
it was probably this place he couldn't even find—the legendary Sword Prison. His master said that true
swordsmanship existed there.
After leaving the mountain, he headed east out of the city gate towards the provincial capital. Wang Wang hesitated unconsciously at the crossroads, finally stamping his foot and
turning to walk in the opposite direction.
He had no interest in knowing where it led; the farther away from Madam Guo, the better.
He didn't catch a ride on a carriage going his way. Since he was going to wander anyway, and he had no goal and didn't know a single person
, he might as well just go with the flow.
Behind Wang Wang stood Li Dongyang and his wife, watching him leave the city with concern. Madam Li
couldn't help but scold him, "You're really heartless! Wang is only fifteen, and you're sending him to wander."
"His progress in the Qingyang Sect is slowing down because his comprehension is too high; he's a natural swordsman. Aside from being
disciplined by us, none of his peers can pique his interest. Staying at home will only hinder his progress. It's better to let him
go out and hone his skills."
"Everyone says that Master sends his favorite disciple out to wander. You actually did that?" Madam Li
glared at Li Dongyang, but seeing his relaxed expression, she knew he was worried and uneasy.
"I've given him the addresses of my sisters. I believe he'll get help if he contacts them,"
Madam Li comforted Li Dongyang.
"Lady Yinhua has a wide circle of friends; I'm sure she'll be able to help A-Wang," Li Dongyang said, somewhat relieved
. "Why don't we go and greet them, so we won't be criticized for being impolite and neglecting A-Wang?"
"Don't even think about it! I've already turned a blind eye to the two little ones you're raising down the mountain.
Forget about my sisters!" Madam Li snapped, her face hardening.
Li Dongyang could only comfort his wife, abandoning his plan to use Wang Wang as an excuse for pleasure.
Wang Wang walked for an hour, reaching a dense forest. He heard a
fierce fight ahead, filled with screams and cries. Curious, he went to see what was happening.
It turned out a group of bandits were robbing a caravan escorting passengers. Both sides were tough, and neither
was weak. The fight had completely blocked the road; no wonder a carriage had passed by earlier but then turned back.
Wang Wang was walking on foot, but unwilling to take the long way around, seeing that their
fight wouldn't end anytime soon, he stepped forward, hoping to pass through the crowd and avoid provoking either side.
"Young hero, are you here to lend a hand? My Hongwei Escort Agency thanks you in advance!" A bearded镖头 (bodyguard/escort
leader) immediately assumed this upon seeing Wang Wang and called out happily.
"No thanks, no thanks, I'm just passing through. I can't take a detour without a vehicle, so I just hope to take a shortcut. You two
can fight slowly, just pretend I'm not here." Wang Wang smiled shyly, repeatedly bowing and nodding.
"You brat, hurry up and pass by, stop dawdling!" Seeing that he was about to
get his client, and too lazy to attack Wang Wang, a sword-wielding pedestrian, the bandit leader, a bald man, roared angrily.
His foul mouth was surely a recipe for trouble. Wang Wang shook his head inwardly, knowing that these guys cursed
as casually as they ate, and he was too lazy to fight over a single word. He'd just have to wash and change after sweating, too much trouble
. He'd better leave first.
The bandit leader, seeing Wang Wang's shy smile and his polite way of circling the fighting crowd, ignored him and
swung his knife at the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort), who wielded a large hammer and swung it back without flinching
. The two weapons clashed, a metallic clang ringing out, the hammer clearly having the advantage.
However, the bandits outnumbered the镖师, giving them a clear advantage.
"Hai Laosan, are you really going to rob our Tiannan Thirteen镖盟 (escort alliance)?" the head镖师 gritted his teeth.
"You, surnamed Ding, I've been leading my brothers for a long time without fighting. So many brothers have come by sea; you can't just leave without
an explanation. I'll give you face; you bodyguards get out of here, and the rest of you are none of your business," Hai Laosan sneered.
"Bullshit! You're trying to ruin my livelihood! I'll fight you to the death!" Head镖丁 shouted angrily. "Young
hero, it's obvious you're a disciple of a reputable sect, always acting on behalf of heaven and the people. These
bandits are nothing but chickens and dogs; they'll be dead the moment you lift a finger. Master Jia of the caravan is incredibly wealthy
; he won't mistreat you."
"Don't get me wrong, I'm just a vagrant, definitely not some chivalrous hero. I've never done anything for the country
or the people. I'd better find a place to take a bath first," Wang Wang said, rolling his eyes.
"They're pirates from the sea, here to harm the people. Don't you care about national righteousness, young hero? Are you even
a descendant of Yan and Huang?" Head镖丁 said righteously while fighting with Hai Laosan.
"You, Ding, have no shame! My accent is clearly that of a fellow countryman, okay? What national righteousness are you talking about?"
Hai Laosan cursed angrily.
Wang Wang rolled his eyes and carefully made his way through the crowd, ignoring them.
"Young hero, don't go! Young hero!" a lewd voice cried out fearfully. A thin old man opened
the curtains and looked at Wang Wang. Although he didn't know what this kid was capable of, Ding Biaotou's dragging him into this mess
clearly had a purpose. So he mustered his courage and said, "This old man has quite a bit of money. I can buy you some travel gear,
young hero. I only beg you to save me."
Wang Wang was too lazy to pay him any attention. He had two more in his pocket and didn't want to fight over this.
"This old man has a long-standing relationship with the abbot of Shaolin Temple. I can introduce you to him."
He shook his head even faster. Wang Wang didn't want to do archaeology. What would he do at Shaolin Temple?
"This old man has many properties that I can entrust to you, young hero."
I'd rather go home and help my master manage them. Wang Wang didn't even turn his head.
"I have several beautiful daughters at home, and I own several of the best brothels. Beauties abound, young hero!"
Wang Wang flashed forward, standing righteously before the carriage, and shouted at the bandits, "
How dare you rob us in broad daylight! Is there no law? I, representing justice, order you to leave immediately!"
The bandit leader, Hai Laosan, cursed, "This kid is a lecherous little devil! Have you grown any hair yet? Do you know
who we are?"
Wang Wang's face darkened, and with a flash of his iron sword, several bandits around him were stabbed in the arms.
Amidst their angry curses, several bandits surrounded Wang Wang, attacking him with various weapons. Their blows were
powerful and their stances solid; they were indeed skilled fighters. However, Wang Wang did not fight back. Instead, he turned and dodged, and a short
man in black emerged from the ground, only to miss his target.
"So you're from the Hanyan Sect. Judging by your footwork, you must have learned the true skills from those women.
You little freeloader, now that you've cut off your own arm, I can let you go," Hai Laosan sneered.
"If you're willing to leave voluntarily, wouldn't that be perfect? I really have no interest in you,"
Wang Wang rolled his eyes.
A flash of sword light, and without using Shadow Step, the arms of the enemies in front of him fell off one after another,
without even seeing how the attack was made.
"Qingyang? Let's go." Hai Laosan's expression changed, and he called out, and the bandits all left.
The bandits roared away, only Hai Laosan's angry curses continued: "You led the way into Qingyang's
territory! What kind of tour guide is this? I'll teach that bastard who gave the directions a lesson later."
"So you're a young hero from the Qingyang Sect. You are indeed extraordinary. When you thrust out your silver sword, it was so sharp that you
couldn't even see it," Ding Biaotou laughed, stroking his beard.
Wang Wang smiled and bowed to Ding, the镖头 (镖头 is a term for a镖师, a kind of镖师,
often implying someone is honest and simple). "How did this guy know I was from the Qingyang Sect when I first appeared?" he thought. "There are quite a few swordsmen in this area. As long as they don't mess with
our businesses, we Qingyang don't bother with them. This镖头 actually has such insight; he truly knows his stuff
.
" Master Jia was very hospitable. Besides instructing his servants to help bandage the镖师, he also invited Wang Wang to join them.
Since he had no destination and still had three years to live on, he figured traveling with him wouldn't be bad. Master Jia was warm
and hospitable, and he mentioned having many beautiful women in his household; it would be good to get to know them.
Under Master Jia's influence, the three of them became as close as old friends. Wang Wang got into
the carriage, and at Master Jia's invitation, Ding, the镖头, also got in.
The fight was short-lived, and there weren't many wounded. They were quickly treated, and the caravan resumed its journey.
"Brother Ding, how could anyone dare to rob the goods of your Thirteen Escort Alliances of Tiannan? Your alliance leader's
generals are all renowned, especially that Spear King Long Ao, whose reputation I have heard of for a long time." Wang
Wang asked in surprise.
Ding, the镖头 (镖头 is a nickname for a镖师, a kind of镖师, or镖师 in Chinese) head, was quite proud. Their Tiannan镖盟 (Tiannan镖盟 is a famous镖师), and indeed, they had some skilled镖师 within the alliance. Now
that they had been rescued by Wang Wang, he wondered if they would be looked down upon. He was happy to boast, "Brother Long is no
ordinary man. I'm not afraid to brag, Brother Long has a deep connection with the army. His iron spear
is stained with the blood of countless barbarians. He's just too restless; I wonder where he's off to travel."
"This route was originally quite safe; we could handle it. That Hai Laosan is just
a wild dog from the sea trying to steal food; even the local underworld doesn't like him. But we didn't expect to run into such a tough opponent,
Young Hero Wang from the Qingyang Sect."
"It's fate, otherwise, how could this old man have met such a hero as Young Hero Wang?"
The three laughed heartily, the atmosphere harmonious.
"Speaking of these pirates, they really are outrageous. What's most infuriating is that they have no rules whatsoever. They roam around committing
crimes, and once they've got their loot, they return to the sea, and nobody can stop them."
"Aren't the Shaolin monks supposed to be powerful with their iron clubs?"
"The masters are highly skilled in martial arts, but they can only stay for a few days; they can't stay in one place for long." "
It's all because of the maritime ban. Those scholars are always talking about suppressing human desires, especially those bastards from the Donglin Party
. They keep talking about suppressing human desires, but after their families took control of the smuggling trade, they went and suggested that the emperor
ban the seas. As a result, all the profits were taken by those who uphold morality. Nobody else could get a share. If others wanted to do
overseas business, they had no choice but to become pirates like Wang Zhi." Master Jia spoke without restraint, and although Chief Escort Ding
knew what he was talking about, Wang Wang learned a lot from it.
"So who is Wang Zhi that Master Jia is so concerned about? Is he some kind of great pirate?" Wang Wang asked curiously.
Master Jia and Chief Escort Ding exchanged a glance and chuckled, "He is indeed a great pirate. He is the King of the East Sea,
a great pirate who rules over the East Sea and the South Seas. All those who make their living from the sea in the East Sea and the South Seas worship him as their king."
Wang Wang was dumbfounded. Such a person actually existed! Although he was a thief, he was still incredibly alluring.
After traveling for a while, it was time to stop for a meal. Following Chief Escort Ding's arrangements, they found an inn
. The inn was quite large, easily accommodating everyone.
Wang Wang glanced at the landlady, a woman in her thirties with a mature figure. Her breasts were neither too big nor too small,
but her buttocks were round and very alluring.
The landlady noticed Wang Wang's gaze, giving him a sidelong glance, her eyes gleaming with a hint of reproach, as if scolding this young man
for having such lustful eyes.
Ignoring whether Master Jia and Chief Escort Ding would laugh at him, Wang Wang was about to approach the married woman when he suddenly
sensed a gaze fixed on him.
Following the gaze, he saw a handsome young man staring intently.
Was he being watched? Or was this an assassin sent by the pirates? As Wang Wang approached the young man, he saw
that he was not a young man at all, but a beautiful woman.
Her face was more beautiful than a peach blossom, her skin whiter than snow, her lips more delicate than flower petals, and her beautiful eyes captivated
the hearts of all the men present.
Seeing such a beauty, Wang Wang couldn't help but become charming and smiled gently, shifting his attention to the beauty
.
The beauty rolled her eyes when she saw Wang Wang approaching, snorted, and turned to look out the window.
Wang Wang, feeling slighted, didn't take it to heart. It was normal for a beautiful woman to have a temper. Back at the caravan, he and the two
men exchanged a knowing smile: "Indeed a beauty. Look at her, carrying a sword and dressed in men's scholar's robes. But perhaps only
she herself would think she looks like a man."
The three men chuckled softly, their laughter lewd.
That night, Wang Wang sneaked out of his room and quietly crept to the vicinity of the beauty's room, only to find
someone had already gotten there first.
The man drooled as he peered through the window. The beauty wasn't wearing an outer garment; beneath her wide robe, her exquisite
figure was alluring.
The man, a brute, blew in a sleeping potion. Seeing no movement, he climbed in.
Before he could even touch the beauty, a sharp sword pierced him like a venomous snake. Luckily, the sleeping potion obscured his vision
, and he was only wounded in the arm. The lecherous thief immediately fled. The beauty,
however, was already dressed and immediately gave a sharp cry as she chased after him.
So it was a rose with thorns after all. Interesting, interesting. Wang Wang, drooling, followed, ready to play the hero and rescue
the beauty.
The beauty was swift, but not wanting to alert anyone, she followed the lecherous thief to the wilderness before beginning her work
.
Just as she was about to act, Wang Wang shouted, "Don't be afraid, young lady, this young hero is here!"
Under the beauty's cold gaze, Wang Wang jumped down, his face full of righteous indignation as he shouted at the unfortunate lecherous thief
, "How dare you offend a young lady! Die!"
To please the woman, Wang Wang ended the life of this flower-arranging master with a single sword stroke.
"I'm sorry for the fright, young lady. I'm late. Please forgive me," Wang Wang said with a bright smile.
"I'm afraid you're one of the lecherous thieves too, humph," the beauty said, her face darkening, looking at Wang Wang with disdain.
Wang Wang paused, his words exposed by the beauty. Looking at her stunning face and remembering they were in the middle of nowhere, he
leered, "Well, that's how it is. I just wanted to peek and ease
my longing for you, but given the situation, let's be direct. I want you, and no objections.
However, since you're so beautiful, you'll be my first girlfriend after this."
Wang Wang laughed and pounced, his hand holding a hidden shadow, ready to strike, lest he harm the beauty.
Seeing the shadow, the beauty was startled and cried out, "I'm a man! You lecherous thief!"
"Fine, fine, you're a man, and I'm a woman, okay? Aren't we a pair?"
Wang Wang, consumed by lust, babbled incoherently, but then unleashed his shadow, entangling the beauty
.
The beauty moved with a strange, shimmering gait, about to slip away from the shadow.
But Wang Wang's swordsmanship was incredibly powerful; he instantly entangled the beauty,
tearing open her clothes at the shoulders to reveal a pair of exquisitely beautiful shoulders.
Judging from her gait, she seemed to be of the same school as the abbess he had slept with, but so what?
That nun was still taken by him anyway. Wang Wang's hands began to grope the beauty's body.
Her waist was truly slender, accentuating her delicate buttocks. Wang Wang ripped off her pants,
and her round buttocks sprang out from the ripped fabric, pink and smooth to the touch, as tender as tofu
.
"No!" the beauty sobbed, struggling fiercely, her body twisting and writhing, which only gave
Wang Wang, who was on top of her, immense pleasure.
Seeing the beauty's delicate lips, Wang Wang silenced them with his own, his tongue drawing out hers. The beauty trembled
, her body going limp.
Wang Wang, overcome with lust, ripped off her pants, ready to begin his pleasure, comforting her with, "Don't worry, beauty
, from now on you're my wife, and you'll serve me like this every night."
But then he froze, realizing what was that hard thing below him. He looked up at her chest—
nothing, absolutely nothing. Could this be... impossible?
Wang Wang grabbed it, and there it was, a perky little penis, waiting for his caresses.
The beauty panted softly, seemingly starting to feel something too.
"Are you a man?"
"I already told you!"
"I mean, what's wrong with you? You're a man, why are you so beautiful?"
"I was born this beautiful! Who's as ugly as you?"
Wang Wang felt like banging his head against the wall. Seeing the beauty's eyes sparkling with affection, and her
slight shyness beneath him, her erection still there, he was consumed by rage. He grabbed her and
threw her aside.
"What are you doing, acting like this? You think you can feel anything when a man is on top of you? You damn freak!"
"What do you mean, feel anything? Men? I hate them the most." The beauty said, blushing.
In the world of martial arts, how can you avoid getting hurt? As a notorious lecher, there will always be times like this. Today I've had
a really bad day, I'll go back and get some sleep first.
"Hey, you're leaving already?"
"Don't talk to me, or I'll beat you up."
"Senior Brother Wang, I'm going to tell Uncle Li!"
Wang Wang stared wide-eyed at this damn freak, only to see him grinning smugly with his red lips.
"You're not in my sect. Don't try to establish a connection, or I'll really kill you."
"I'm Fang Yeyun, a disciple of the Hanyan Sect. The Hanyan Sect and the Qingyang Sect have always been on good terms. Isn't Sword Ghost's wife
my senior uncle?"
Fang Yeyun's eyes were full of laughter, as if he'd found money and was beaming with pride, making Wang Wang want to
kick him in the face.
"When Senior Uncle Li went back to her parents' home, she mentioned to us that she and her husband adopted a boy who is
their most powerful disciple. Senior Brother Wang Wang, your name isn't unfamiliar in the Hanyan Sect. That's why people
recognized you as soon as they saw your shadow."
Looking at Fang Yeyun and listening to his words, Wang Wang pondered repeatedly, finally deciding to ask for clarification.
"Wait a minute, I'm asking you, do you like men or women?"
Fang Yeyun's beautiful eyes flashed with anger as she snapped, "If you say that again, I'll get angry! Of course I like
women! I hate men the most!"
"Then why are you speaking in such a effeminate voice?"
"How could I speak in such a effeminate voice? I've already raised my voice this loud, doesn't that sound like a man
?" Fang Yeyun coughed twice at the end, speaking so loudly was unusual for her.
"Damn it, thank goodness I was picked up by my master, not sent to Hanyan Sect by my master's wife." Wang Wang rolled his eyes,
knowing this kid had been raised with women, lacking masculinity in his upbringing, so he
had assimilated into women's habits.
"Hey, Senior Brother Wang, don't just leave like that. I need your help."
"I don't have time."
"I was originally looking for help from the Qingyang Sect, and I just happened to run into you. I guess you can help me out. Please help me out. You wouldn't even
give Senior Uncle Li face, would you?"
Wang Wang stopped. His master's wife had raised him like a mother. He couldn't
refuse to help when her name was mentioned.
"You resort to violence just because you see someone. If Master Li knew you actually raped me, she'd be heartbroken."
Fang Yeyun glared at Wang Wang, who grabbed his collar and said seriously, "Jokes aside
, if you really dare to tell Master's wife that I raped women outside, I'll castrate you and make you
serve men for the rest of your life."
Wang Wang's seriousness frightened him, and he pushed his hand away, saying, "Okay, okay, I won't say it.
Seriously, if you're so thirsty, I can introduce you to the sisters in Hanyan Sect. Anyway, you're
so young and your martial arts are so high, I'm sure many sisters will like you."
Wang Wang became happy, "Really? What do your sisters look like? Are they as beautiful as you?"
Remembering that Fang Yeyun was a man, and after his earlier interaction with him, he felt a little disgusted after saying that,
but then he saw Fang Yeyun glare at him, and he chuckled to himself without saying a word.
The two traveled together, bidding farewell to Master Jia and Chief Escort Ding the next day. Amidst their ambiguous, misunderstanding
glances, the two beautiful people headed towards Hanyan Gate.
Remembering Master Jia's praise for his swift and efficient methods, Wang Wang couldn't help but want to cry. Turning to Fang Yeyun, he thought, "
Why aren't you a woman?
" "Did you often rape women before, Senior Brother Wang?" Fang Yeyun unconsciously brought up the topic.
"No, very rarely." The bitter experience from last time was unforgettable, so when he saw a beautiful woman, he
unconsciously used such methods to achieve his goals.
"Women, you can get them with a little coaxing. You actually used force; it's like burning a zither to cook a crane—a complete waste,"
Fang Yeyun sighed.
"If I looked like you, of course I'd try to win them over. No fellow disciples in the Qingyang Sect would want
to be with me."
"So you resorted to rape? Looks like this isn't your first time." Fang Yeyun stared at him suspiciously. Seeing
the look in Wang Wang's eyes, her heart softened, and she didn't continue the conversation. "Next time there's something good to eat
, let's go together?"
Looking at Fang Yeyun's smiling face, Wang Wang asked curiously, "You also seduce women?"
"Of course! Do you think I'm a disciple of the Hanyan Sect for nothing?"
"I thought you'd become a man-lover after spending so much time with women."
"I've already said I like women, I like women! How many times do I have to say it?"
Then why did you raise your flag when I raped you? Seeing that Fang Yeyun didn't seem to be lying,
he cursed her inwardly as a weirdo. He'd certainly seen something extraordinary.
In the following days, Wang Wang and Fang Yeyun traveled together, encountering several groups of female knights-errant or female
gangsters along the way. Every time Fang Yeyun encountered these women, he would always ask Wang Wang if he wanted to sleep with any of them,
then approach him and easily seduce him, getting them into bed quickly. Fang Yeyun would always
invite Wang Wang to join in, whether it was one woman or a group sex session. Under Fang Yeyun's skill, Wang Wang had slept with
many female warriors.
This time was no different. Seeing Fang Yeyun easily teasing the Huashan Sect's heroine Mei, making her giggle incessantly
, Wang Wang was incredibly impressed.
During their conversation, Fang Yeyun gently smoothed Mei's loose hair, an intimate gesture that
made her blush, but she didn't refuse with a shy expression. Fang Yeyun seized the opportunity to hold her small hand.
Wang Wang was an outsider here. Although Fang Yeyun always created opportunities for him to join the conversation,
it was clear that Wang Wang couldn't seize the chance; Mei showed no interest in the seemingly ordinary Wang Wang.
Fang Yeyun and Miss Mei were whispering to
each other, discussing something important. Fang Yeyun breathed warm air into her ear, making her
body increasingly weak. He then
gently bit her ear.
The woman was mortified; in such a public place, this man was doing this! She immediately tried to push him away
, but Fang Yeyun pulled her into his arms.
This was in a private room at a restaurant, but the door was unlocked, and all the other customers and waiters could
see everything clearly, casting envious glances at Fang Yeyun.
While Fang Yeyun was with the woman, for some reason, it was immediately obvious that he was a man;
no one would mistake him for two beautiful women engaging in lesbian relations—it would be such a waste.
The woman grew anxious, a burning shame making her body hot. She wanted to push away this audacious and rude man, but her body
was limp. This handsome man, at this moment, exuded a strong masculine aura, making it difficult for the heroine Mei to
concentrate her strength.
Oh dear, he actually kissed her! Ah, just a light kiss on the corner of her lips—what a pity! No, no,
this can't go on. If this continues, I really don't know what will happen to me.
The heroine Mei used all her strength to weakly push Fang Yeyun away and fled in utter embarrassment.
Watching the fleeing Heroine Mei, Fang Yeyun smiled and gently raised his cup, his drinking posture so elegant, yet he
said, "I should be able to have my way with her tonight, Senior Brother. This chick is quite good, and she's from a prestigious
sect of Mount Hua. I'm sure she'll satisfy you, Senior Brother."
Wang Wang didn't know what to say. Heroine Mei seemed to really like Fang Yeyun, but Ah Yun was so
nonchalant about offering her up for him to enjoy. He wondered if the heroine would burst into tears tonight.
"Ah Yun, you can use her yourself. You don't have to offer her to me every time."
"What are you saying, Senior Brother? I'm seducing this woman for you, Senior Brother. As long as you think she's
of good quality, that's enough." The words uttered from Fang Yeyun's beautiful, thin lips would absolutely
break any woman's heart.
In front of Wang Wang, Fang Yeyun always acted with a feminine air, but when seducing women,
his masculine side would emerge, making them find it hard to refuse.
"This Miss Mei seems to be a virgin, perfect for Senior Brother to deflower, haha." Fang Yeyun laughed
heartily.
Wang Wang, biting into a piece of jerky, felt uneasy, always feeling guilty towards this woman.
He was even going to have to take Miss Mei's virginity; wasn't that too cruel to her? Would she commit suicide?
"Let me take her virginity? Won't she commit suicide? Ah Yun, you're really terrifying when it comes to women. I
want to have sex with her, but it wouldn't be good if it led to her suicide."
"Don't worry, don't worry. This woman is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside. After we've had sex with her, she might become obsessed,
or she might be determined to seek revenge. Either way, she's not the type to commit suicide. Senior Brother,
it's more practical to just have fun for one night." Fang Yeyun said nonchalantly.
After dinner, Fang Yeyun went to seduce Miss Mei again. When it was late at night and few people were around, the two booked a private
courtyard. The waiter, understanding the situation, took care of everything for Fang Yeyun.
Fang Yeyun suddenly appeared and found the distraught Wang Wang. The two entered the room together.
They found the room filled with incense, and the beautiful Mei, her robes half-undone, lay limp on the bed, panting heavily.
"Perfect, Mei is already aroused. Senior brother can make his move now," Fang Yeyun said with a smile, pulling Wang Wang
in and closing the door.
Mei, her eyes half-closed, was delighted to hear Fang Yeyun's voice, but was
startled to see Wang Wang enter as well. She quickly pulled the blanket over herself.
"Hahaha, beauty, didn't you say you liked me? This is my senior brother. We brothers
will fuck you together, I guarantee you'll have an amazing time," Fang Yeyun laughed sinisterly, his eyes filled with disdain as he looked at Mei
.
"Brother Yun, why...why are you doing this?" Mei asked, tears streaming down her face.
Fang Yeyun ignored her, tossed the blanket aside, and stepped forward to spread Mei's legs, then
began to fondle her breasts.
Her breasts were small and cute, her pink skin revealing her innocence, but under Fang Yeyun's touch
, her nipples uncontrollably hardened.
"Senior brother, what are you waiting for? This slut is already aroused."
Fang Yeyun's cold words stung Mei, but his hands acted like an aphrodisiac, igniting
her desire.
Whatever, Ah Yun didn't care about this woman anyway.
Wang Wang, his large penis erect from the erotic scene, teased Mei's vulva
.
Seeing Wang Wang's large penis, Mei Nuxia showed a look of fear. "No! This is my first time,
Brother Yun! I'll be a good girl and listen to you. You can break my body, okay? Ah, okay?"
Seeing Mei Nuxia's pleading expression, Fang Yeyun giggled incessantly. "I'll be
even happier if my senior brother fucks you, you slut. My senior brother's martial arts are more than ten times better than mine. Why don't you like him? Why do you like someone as
heartless as me? It's because I'm eloquent and incredibly beautiful."
"I just like you." "
Okay, then have a good night with my senior brother. I might let you stay by my side."
Knowing full well that Fang Yeyun couldn't be trusted, Mei Nuxia still held back her tears, spreading her legs, waiting for Wang Wang to enter
.
A virgin's vagina is especially tight. Wang Wang gently pushed his large penis inside, which caused Mei Nuxia to tremble.
Wang Wang, unable to bear it, withdrew and said to Fang Yeyun, "Forget it, you can do it. This woman's
virginity should be yours."
Mei, the heroine, suddenly opened her eyes, looking at Fang Yeyun with a pleading expression.
Fang Yeyun hesitated, then shook his head and sighed. He was very dissatisfied with Wang Wang's incessant chatter, but unwilling
to argue with him in front of others, he raised his spear and thrust it into Mei's honeyed orifice.
The merciless thrust caused Mei to scream in agony, as if an iron rod had pierced through her.
With each penetration, Mei's heart seemed to split in two. But Fang Yeyun, unconcerned,
thrust deeper and deeper into the woman, without the slightest hesitation, causing Mei, who was experiencing this for the first time, to scream continuously.
Hearing the woman's screams, Wang Wang felt a chill run down his spine, so he used his internal energy to seal Mei's vocal cords,
greatly reducing her cries of agony.
"Hey senior brother, what are you doing? Turn the volume up! The most fun part of fucking this woman is her
screams. If you turn the sound off, what's the point?" Fang Yeyun pouted, looking at her resentfully.
Wang Wang said,
"Be good, Ah Yun, fuck her properly. It's not good for this woman to shout so loudly; it's not good if others hear
. This isn't the middle of nowhere." Wang Wang quickly coaxed him.
"Junior brother, I've fucked you enough. I want to try the taste of Lady Mei's mouth from the Huashan Sect. Senior brother, you
take over now. Don't run away again." Fang Yeyun pulled out his penis, reached out and dislocated Lady Mei's jaw
, then thrust his penis back in, using the girl's mouth like a toilet.
"I'm afraid you'll bite me. What if you go crazy and bite my penis off? Wouldn't that make all the women in the world feel sorry for you?
Don't worry, I'll put it back on after I'm done." Fang Yeyun held her head down, thrusting in and out repeatedly, enjoying himself immensely
.
Mei Nuxia's chin was thus removed by Fang Yeyun as if destroying a toy, and he happily
used her small mouth as a toilet. Tears streamed down her face, but under the play of the two men, her body began
to react.
Mei Nuxia still clung to a sliver of infatuation, shamelessly pleasing Fang Yeyun, hoping to please him and make him
retain some affection for her.
Wang Wang's mind was in turmoil, but the taste of a virgin was so wonderful that he quickly became engrossed in it,
no longer thinking of anything else. The two brothers moved on the virgin's body, one after the other.
Wang Wang had learned many
techniques from Fang Yeyun, and by applying them, the virgin began to moan, and her body began to writhe
.
Wang Wang deliberately sought out the virgin heroine's sensitive spots, and with his attentive service, the heroine Mei writhed more and more freely.
Her newly opened, pink buttocks began to sway in circles. Under Wang Wang's continuous stimulation, she excitedly
wrapped her legs around his waist.
All night, Fang Yeyun and Wang Wang didn't let the Huashan Sect heroine Mei go, until all three were exhausted
.
The next day, the heroine Mei, her face ashen, found Fang Yeyun and asked, "You said you would keep me by your side, were
you lying to me?"
"I've treated you so badly, do you still want to stay by my side?" Fang Yeyun mocked her.
"I'm only asking you, did you break your promise? Did you abandon me?" The heroine Mei, disregarding all
pride, stubbornly asked.
"Are you an idiot? It's just casual sex, why are you taking it so seriously? With you by
my side, how am I supposed to sleep with other women? You're crazy." Fang Yeyun waved his hand impatiently.
"Fine, you're ruthless, Fang. I'll remember you." Mei Nuxia glared at Fang Yeyun, wanting to etch him into
her very soul.
Suddenly, Wang Wang stood behind her, his sword piercing Mei Nuxia's heart.
Amid Fang Yeyun's stunned gaze, Wang Wang nonchalantly said, "This woman will hate you for
life. Junior brother, your martial arts haven't reached their full potential; you shouldn't take such a risk. Since you don't want to take her away, don't let her live."
Fang Yeyun, sprayed with the woman's blood, blinked, then smiled brightly, like a hundred flowers blooming. "Thank you
for thinking of me, senior brother. It makes me really happy." "
Just be careful with these women. Play around, but be safe."
The two transported Mei's body to a carriage and drove away. Finding a secluded valley, Wang Wang used Shadow to
completely burn the body before casually dumping it in the valley.
The two then discussed why Fang Yeyun had come to see Wang Wang. Fang Yeyun recounted a strange
incident that had occurred at the Hanyan Sect. One of the sisters in the sect had seduced a Taoist priest. The priest didn't know martial arts, but 　　he was skilled in
Taoist arts and bedroom arts.
After being drained dry by this sister, the Taoist priest was discarded like trash.
The poor fool, blinded by lust, couldn't bear to part with the woman and actually used ghosts and spirits to control
the mind of this woman from the Hanyan Sect. The Hanyan Sect leader discovered this and sent the ghosts and spirits back, causing them to devour the Taoist priest.
In the Taoist priest's hut, they found an inconspicuous map. Following
the markings on the map, the Hanyan Sect members found a strange cave, possibly containing immense treasure. However, it
was filled with ghostly energy, making it impossible for the living to enter.
The Hanyan Sect leader, despite her formidable abilities, was helpless against this. She then thought of the Shadow Power of the Qingyang Sect;
manipulating ghostly energy was the Shadow's specialty. So she sent Fang Yeyun to seek help from Sword Ghost Li Dongyang.
Hearing this, Wang Wang knew he could indeed help. Ghostly energy was nothing to him
; if the concentration was just right, it could be a feast. So he readily agreed.
The two chatted and laughed as they traveled, but soon grew thirsty. Unfortunately, there were no inns or taverns nearby, so they had to
endure the thirst and continue on their way. They came to a farmhouse; the family grew cotton and raised silkworms. A farmer's wife
was working there.
She had only one son, a three-year-old, who was running around. However, the surrounding area was safe, and there was nothing that could harm
him, so the farmer's wife didn't pay him any attention.
The child ran onto the road, unaware that Wang Wang and Fang Yeyun's carriage was rushing towards them.
Fang Yeyun, who was driving, saw the child run onto the road and immediately braked in alarm. However, the horse
was galloping and wouldn't stop, and it was about to crash into the child.
Amidst the farmer's wife's heart-wrenching screams, Wang Wang appeared in front of the carriage, his iron hand pinning the wild horse down, rendering it
immobile.
Amidst the horses' defiant snorts, the child stared blankly at Wang Wang standing before him. After a long
while, he finally laughed, his hand reaching for the iron sword at Wang Wang's waist.
This child was quite amusing; he wasn't afraid at all, nor was he afraid of me, and actually approached me on his own initiative.
Wang Wang bared his teeth at the child, making a demonic face, but the child just giggled
, taking it as a playful face.
A soft chuckle escaped; it was the child's mother who had run over. Seeing Wang Wang's behavior, she found it quite
amusing and laughed.
"Thank you for saving me, young master," the woman said with a graceful bow.
The woman appeared to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Although dressed as a peasant woman, her
beauty was undeniable; her face was exquisitely beautiful, and her large breasts swayed captivatingly. The sun was intense, and her skin
, tanned from years of working in the fields, was a healthy glow.
Wang Wang, who already had a penchant for mature women, was completely mesmerized by this woman. Fortunately, having
learned a thing or two from working with Fang Yeyun, he quickly suppressed his lust and hastily returned the greeting.
The woman smiled, glancing at Wang Wang out of the corner of her eye. This clumsy man seemed
completely at a loss when facing her. He wasn't particularly tall, but he was quite strong,
probably seventeen or eighteen years old—
about the same age as her husband who had eloped with her years ago.
For some reason, the thought of her husband came to mind, but she quickly banished it and began talking to Wang Wang.
Fang Yeyun, having settled the carriage, also came over to join in. However, the woman treated him with indifference,
only politely, while showing great familiarity towards Wang Wang. "
My senior brother has this bad habit of always liking older women,"
Fang Yeyun thought to himself, wondering what was so special about this woman, whether she was better than others. He was startled by his own jealous thoughts, wondering
what was wrong with him.
The woman, surnamed Xu, and Wang Wang surprisingly found they got along very well. However, Wang Wang gradually found
himself unsure of an excuse to linger and pester Xu.
He looked at Fang Yeyun with pleading eyes, but Fang Yeyun pretended not to see, admiring the clouds. He then
had no choice but to shamelessly ask Xu for a drink of water, and after drinking it, he shamelessly begged for a meal.
Wang Wang was clearly being shameless, and Xu Xiaoniangzi's face flushed slightly. She knew
exactly what this man was thinking, yet, almost against her will, she readily agreed and, in a daze, led him to her home for
tea.
Had she fallen for him? So many men in the village had courted her without batting an eye, yet she
was attracted to this man so much younger than her? Xu Xiaoniangzi felt a pang of sadness and shame, and began to think
of her deceased husband to find courage. While
Xu Xiaoniangzi was out doing errands, she returned to find the two talking, and she heard some rather indecent laughter coming from them
. So she quietly stood outside the door to eavesdrop.
Wang Wang was restless, unsure how to seduce this young woman, yet unwilling to force himself on her
. He was at a loss.
"Senior brother did a good job this time. You've stepped into the widow's realm and are only halfway to sleeping with Miss Xu."
Fang Yeyun had heard everything that Miss Xu was doing, so he lured Wang Wang to speak.
"Don't make fun of me. You know my own abilities. I don't know what to do now.
I beg you, my good brother, to save me." Wang Wang clasped his hands together and pleaded for help.
"What does it matter? As long as it's the same as before, Senior Brother can just use the same methods as before and rape her.
Does she think she can resist you?"
"Don't talk nonsense! I've never... no, I'm serious this time. I don't want to force Miss Xu,"
Wang Wang paused, "If she's willing, I'll take her away and marry her."
"Really? Senior Brother, don't be foolish! For this woman twice your age, and a
peasant woman at that, you're going to give up countless beauties? Hey, Junior Brother, next time I'll seduce a few older, famous female warriors.
I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
"I really am serious. I just don't know what she'll do. Even if she likes me, she can't
possibly come with me right away. Damn it, if I leave now, how am I supposed to get close to her again?" Wang Wang
ignored Fang Yeyun's suggestion.
Miss Xu came in, brought the food to the table, and invited the two to eat, but her attitude towards Wang Wang changed—polite but
distant.
Wang Wang was at a loss. He was completely helpless with women, and his burning sword intent was utterly useless
. He could only stare blankly as Xu Xiaoniang ate.
After finishing their meal, Xu Xiaoniang tidied up and asked the two to leave. Although she didn't say it explicitly, her meaning
was clear. Wang Wang's infatuated and passionate heart was instantly doused with cold water.
Fang Yeyun's eyes turned cold. He stepped forward, restrained Xu Xiaoniang, and pushed her into Wang Wang's arms.
"What are you waiting for? Since she has no feelings for you, you don't need to show her any mercy. Fuck her, senior brother, give her a beautiful
memory."
Holding the beauty in his arms, Wang Wang knew that this might be the only way to have sex with this beautiful woman.
His desire rose, and his penis became erect, plunging into Xu Xiaoniang's buttocks.
Holding the man tightly in his arms, Fang Xiaoniang felt a tingling sensation from his large penis, and her lower body
began to heat up. However, her heart was filled with bitterness. She realized she had been unfaithful, inviting a wolf into her home, and she felt she had
failed her deceased husband.
Tears streamed down her face, but the woman refused to yield or
beg them. She simply glared at Wang Wang with hatred, saying nothing.
As soon as Wang Wang's penis pressed against Xu Xiaoniang's buttocks, his breathing became heavy. His heart burned with desire, and
he completely lost control. He thrust forward recklessly through her skirt, his hands roughly
kneading her breasts. Her lovely breasts turned a rosy red from Wang Wang's ministrations, and her nipples began to erect uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Wang Wang wished he could devour Xu Xiaoniang whole.
Wang Wang kissed Xu Xiaoniangzi's face, greedily enjoying her soft skin, but a drop of salty liquid slipped into
his mouth.
It was Xu Xiaoniangzi's tear. Wang Wang noticed Xu Xiaoniangzi's angry face; the ruthless killer
had lost all his strength, his manhood immediately slumped, and he felt no desire whatsoever. He only
wanted to cry with Xu Xiaoniangzi.
He helped her adjust her clothes, removed the bindings, and walked weakly outside, pulling
Fang Yeyun along with him.
"Senior brother, what the hell are you doing? Suddenly impotent?"
"Shut up! I'm not a man anymore, okay? I don't want her to look at me like that, I don't want her..."
"You hate me so much." Wang Wang got into the carriage. "I'm just not attractive to women, don't you think?"
Fang Yeyun patted his shoulder with amusement, and the two drove away.
Xu Xiaoniangzi watched Wang Wang leave, her heart filled with mixed feelings. She understood Wang Wang's sincerity towards her,
sighed, and regretted driving this man away. Suddenly, she noticed something strange down below—sticky and wet
. Touching it, she found it soaking wet, and blushed deeply. Tonight, Xu Xiaoniangzi might think of that clumsy,
rough, and strong Wang Wang, using her fingers to comfort herself through that lonely night.
Wang Wang had been traveling for quite some time, his mind shifting. He searched the mountains, not knowing
what he was looking for.
"I've got it!" Wang Wang exclaimed with delight. He found a sneaky fellow hiding in the mountains and slowly drove over
, deliberately taking out his purse and playing with a handful of gems.
The sneaky fellow vanished instantly; Fang Yeyun could sense him running swiftly through the mountains.
"Senior brother, you're not trying to lure the bandits here, are you?" Fang Yeyun saw through Wang Wang's intentions.
"Haha, I was just thinking that in the few days since I started out, I haven't
done anything for the country or the people, nor have I made a name for myself. I've only slept with a few women, but I haven't been able to sleep with the ones I like. Life is so bland and tasteless. I just wanted to catch
a few strongmen to improve my life."
"But senior brother, the mountains around here are all under the jurisdiction of the mountain demons. If I remember correctly, it should
be the mountain demon's younger brother who is in charge of this area of Azure Dragon Rock. The younger brother is nothing, but the mountain demon is not someone you can mess with. Senior
brother, you should be careful."
"What's there to be afraid of? I came down the mountain to sharpen my sword. Without a worthy opponent, how can the sword become sharp?"
"Senior brother, I know you miss that Miss Xu, but you should choose your target when you vent your anger. That
mountain demon is really not someone to be trifled with. He will definitely get a few beautiful mature women to serve you well."
Fang Yeyun advised earnestly.
"Don't worry, junior brother, it's normal that Miss Xu doesn't like me
. I'm used to it. It's fine. Right now, I really want to fight that mountain demon and have a good sparring match," Wang Wang
said nonchalantly.
Fang Yeyun sighed and stopped trying to persuade him, her mind racing with thoughts of how to handle the aftermath
.

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