[The Progenitor of the Hehuan Family] (Source of the First Chapter of the Treasure Book)

One?? Source of the treasure book
I don't know why I can only write this kind of novel; I always give up halfway through the others. Maybe it's because
I lack passion.
"Boss, how much is this picture book?" Xiang Yin asked.
The boss was an old man who always looked sleepy. He squinted at it, glanced at it, and said, "Eight
copper coins."
Xiang Yin took out eight copper coins from his pocket, threw them on the counter, and ran off.
The old man thought to himself, "What an impolite child! It's just buying a picture book, is it really necessary? I was
already a virgin when I was five."
Xiang Yin wasn't actually shy; he was afraid of being caught. This Rouge Street was under Tiger's control, and everyone knew
how much money he made. Every time he was caught, all his hard-earned wages were confiscated, so naturally he had to slip away quickly.
Xiang Yin weaved through the alleys, entered the back door of a tall building, and went straight to the third floor. He had a
small, separate room, next to which was the room of his partner, his childhood sweetheart, Xiao Hong.
Xiang Yin was fifteen, and Xiao Hong was fourteen. Xiao Hong had entertained guests last night and had slept until now, still
not up in the afternoon. Xiang Yin opened the door to Xiao Hong's room next door and went in. Xiao Hong was lying lazily on the bed, which was still
messy. She was covered with a thin blanket. Xiao Hong was one of the top ten courtesans of Lihua Brothel, ranked sixth. She was delicate and charming , with a
fair complexion and a red flower on her skin.
Xiao Hong's face was rouged, with red lips, beautiful eyes, and delicate eyebrows. At fourteen years old, most people would
exclaim that she was a beauty in the making. She wasn't just a beauty in the making; she was already a beauty at fourteen.
Xiao Hong, still weary from yesterday, found herself irresistibly tempted. Turning around,
she saw Xiang Yin and smiled, her smile blooming like a flower in bloom. "What's wrong? Thirsty again?" she asked.
Xiang Yin pulled out a picture book from his pocket, presenting it to Xiao Hong like a treasure, excitedly saying, "Look
what I found! The Heavenly Law! Once my fathers master this secret manual, they can become immortals, and you'll never have to
serve those damned men in this damned place again!"
Xiao Hong smiled happily, "You're jealous, little dick."
Xiang Yin roared, "How many times have I told you not to call me by my nickname? I'm furious!"
Xiao Hong smiled seductively, "What can you do about it?"
"I'll eat you!" Xiang Yin pounced on her, biting her lip and slowly increasing the pressure. Xiao Hong
lay there as he did as he pleased. Xiang Yin slipped one hand under the thin blanket, grasping Xiao Hong's tender, round breasts and gently
caressing them. They parted after a long while.
"Let's start practicing! We still have plenty of time!"
Xiang Yin turned to the first page: the first picture was of two people embracing, titled "The Art of Taking the Moon from Heaven." Their yin and yang energies
resonated, using emotion to guide energy, and energy to control emotion, facing the moon from afar, flying together.
This manual, "Taking the Moon from Heaven," contains eighteen forms. The first form is the most fundamental of the entire technique, the key to generating yin and yang energy.
Ninety-nine percent of people fail at this step. Faced with a beautiful woman, what choice would a man have? He'd draw his gun;
what mind would he have for embracing and studying energy sensations? Without the crucial foundation of yin and yang energy, the subsequent pictures would
degenerate into erotic illustrations.
The two embraced, looking towards the roof. There was a dark spot on the roof. Xiang Yin whispered, "That's the moon."
Xiao Hong nodded softly.
They remained embracing, time passing slowly. Their hearts seemed calm, their affection slowly
merging. Scenes of their childhood together replayed before their eyes: Xiang Yin had taken a fancy to a beautiful
hairpin and stole it for Xiao Hong.
Xiang Yin was beaten for making a mistake, and Xiao Hong secretly shed tears by his bedside.
Their first affair...
...
These seemed to be some kind of wondrous energy, constantly rotating and repeating, then merging into their bodies,
producing a strange and subtle sensation. Yin and Yang energies were instantly formed, and a wondrous connection existed between them.
Xiang Yin softly asked, "Can you feel it?"
Xiao Hong was startled; indeed, there was a faint connection between them.
Xiang Yin turned to the second page and began practicing the second form: the Yin-Yang Qi Cultivation Technique. It mainly utilizes
the moment when all the body's energy points are fully open, using the Yin and Yang energies within the body to absorb the primordial energy of heaven and earth to the maximum extent. Simply put,
silently practicing this technique during climax will bring immeasurable benefits.
Xiang Yin patted his clothes and said, "I am Xiaoyaozi of the Heaven and Earth Free and Unfettered Sword Sect. My Seventy-Two Styles of the Flower-Staining Sword Technique are unmatched.
Please enlighten me!"
Xiao Hong giggled, "Lihua Tower, Ice and Snow Red Flower."
Xiang Yin nodded with a Flower-Staining Sword move, but in the blink of an eye, he stripped Xiao Hong naked. Xiao Hong's fair and tender body was
exposed to the air. Only then did she realize that there wasn't just one red flower; besides her delicate lips, there was another
blooming red flower below, its bright red labia turned outwards, as if waiting to be taken.
Xiang Yin used the second move, "Probing the Way with a Touch of the Flower," gently grasping her two small white rabbits and flicking their eyes with his index finger
. Instantly, waves of pleasure washed over Xiao Hong's entire body. Xiang Yin flicked again, then a third time.
Xiang Yin used the third move, "Drinking Dew with a Touch of the Flower," lightly touching her lips and her tongue, playing hard to get, arousing her boundless desire.
Xiang Yin used the fourth and fifth moves in succession, "Double Snakes Exploring the Cave," gently intertwining her two snakes with his hands. A blush spread across Xiao Hong's body;
the red flower, glistening with dew, awaited its nectar.
Xiang Yin's breathing was heavy. He couldn't wait any longer. He didn't even remember the moves anymore. His little penis, the size of a cucumber,
sprang out from his pants. Xiang Yin pounced on Hong Hua's delicate body on the bed,
lifted her little legs with both hands, and thrust in hard. "Slap!"
Xiang Yin, his heart yearning for the heavens, with a beauty in his arms, wanted to sing a song, but his mouth was speechless. He sang while tapping flowers in the south,
his voice soaring like a waterfall crashing against rocks. The waterfall was dozens of feet high, the rocks only a few feet high. A gentle breeze blew around, and green forests covered the area.
The waterfall played a wonderful melody. If one looked closely, the waterfall was indeed very large.
Hong Hua's face was flushed, her hands tightly gripping the sheets, her petals clenched, pushing against the cucumber. Xiang Yin roared,
"Circulate your energy!"
A stream of silvery spring gushed out, splashing onto the flower wall, warm and comforting.
The two silently circulated their qi-guiding techniques, and instantly their bodies felt warm and comfortable. They were full of energy again.
Xiang Yin laughed loudly, pulled out his little penis, and prepared to switch holes for another round.
"Little penis! I've searched everywhere and couldn't find you! You little bastard, you're stealing food here again! Get out here
!" The door was kicked open by the madam, who stood angrily in the doorway...
Meanwhile, this manual wasn't created without a legitimate reason. This Xiang Tian Jue
was created by the twenty-first emperor of the Tianqi Empire. The emperor called himself the Wan Hua Wan Lang Zi (a playboy), and his harem boasted over three thousand beauties. Don't underestimate these three thousand beauties; they were gathered from the resources of an entire
nation, each one exceptionally beautiful. If one calculates that a person lives to be a hundred years old... In a year with 360 days,
one could have a different beauty every day, and if there were even better ones, one could look at them for at least a week. That meant one could
sleep with seven women in one bed. The palace had nearly ten thousand maids, all of exceptional beauty, and the maids were frequently changed. If a maid was a little older or foolish
, she could be easily killed. These maids were extremely obedient; the emperor's favor was a tremendous blessing. Whatever
position or abuse they were subjected to, they had to accept it. If they even frowned, well, their entire family could be executed.
Wouldn't being an emperor be incredibly enjoyable? Heh. The
Wan Hua Lang Zi (Wan Hua Lang Zi) was originally a cultivator, a disciple of the Piao Xiang Ge (Piao Xiang Pavilion). After hundreds of years of arduous cultivation, he finally achieved the Golden Core stage. He
was originally a wanderer, secretly thinking that now that he had reached the Golden Core stage, he could finally enjoy a life of pleasure and debauchery. He secretly harassed a female disciple who had just reached the Foundation Establishment stage. This disciple
was exceptionally beautiful and usually kept a low profile.
Wan Hua Langzi thought he had struck gold, unaware that this was a disaster. He lured his junior sister to a secluded place, subdued her with magic, and was about to force himself on her when,
somehow, the female disciple managed to notify Elder Liu, the sect's patriarch, to intervene and seek justice. Elder Liu happened
to witness the scene and was immediately enraged.
The Wan Hua Lang Zi (Wan Hua Prodigal) had all his cultivation crippled and was expelled from his sect. Returning to his family,
he realized he was born into an imperial family. He had abandoned the throne, believing that cultivating immortality would bring true freedom, only to find it was all for
naught. Upon his return, his descendants relinquished the throne, and he became the most debauched emperor in history.
He neglected state affairs, leaving everything to his empress and noblewomen, indulging in women day and night. Strangely enough,
the Tianqi Empire's power indeed flourished.
Years later, believing he had grasped the true essence of eroticism, he printed tens of thousands of erotic illustrations and distributed them across the continent, earning the name "Qi Yuan
Spring Colors." Each of the tens of thousands of copies featured slightly different illustrations, but all depicted extremely beautiful and lifelike women.
What Xiang Yin held in her hands was one of those tens of thousands of copies.
This madam was no nobody. In the Lihua Brothel, one of the four most prestigious brothels in the capital, she
was the most powerful madam, known as Mama Bao. Seven of the ten most popular courtesans in the Lihua Brothel were her protégés. In her youth, Mama Bao
was one of the most sought-after courtesans in the brothel. But time took its toll; she aged and lost her beauty, and unwilling
to become a concubine for an unattractive man, she retired to the sidelines and became a madam.
Mama Bao's face was lined with wrinkles, which she covered with thick white powder to conceal them. Her lips were painted a flamboyant red, and her clothes
were plunging at the chest, revealing her white cleavage. Her skirt was also extremely short, highlighting her shapely thighs. Although her attire was vulgar,
it couldn't hide her youthful beauty.
Xiang Yin wiped the remaining fluid off his penis with his hand, wiping it all over Xiao Hong's thigh. He put his penis back
in his pants, not afraid of Bao Mama, and casually asked, "What is it?"
"Isn't it because we have new customers? We're opening for business tonight! Aren't you trying to stop me?"
Bao Mama rushed over angrily, about to pinch Xiang Yin's ear.
Xiang Yin slapped her away, frowning, "Don't touch this chivalrous man with your slutty hooves. Your outfit is as
tacky as can be."
"I'm just using my methods to protect myself!" Otherwise, with my angelic face,
how many more stinky men would have fucked me?
Xiang Yin and Bao Mama walked out together, Xiang Yin gently closing the door behind them. Xiao Hong stared blankly at the closed door,
somewhat lost in thought.
Xiang Yin gave Bao Mama's big buttocks a hard twist: "What kind of goods are you?"
Bao Mama's two big buttocks wiggled and her breasts jiggled, as if nothing was wrong: "It's a bit of a problem. Prime Minister Chen
's entire family was wiped out yesterday. The men are dead, and the women were sold to be female officials."
Xiang Yin said: "Time is tight. Where are they?"
"Tie them up and dump them in your room.
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